emotional spin-the-bottle
which way will it land?
please land on the one I want
so I could be able to stand
and Look into your deep brown eyes
surrounded by shades of green
and hold you in my sight
and realize you're all I need
To have, to hold
my lovely truth
happiness, laughter
part of the youth
Crazier feelings
take hold
and of my mind
begin to mold,
My dreams and opinions
into depressive proportion
and all my sane ideas
made to twist in a crazy contortion
But happiness always cures my soul
of all the wrath and rage
Your strength and beauty remind me
that I'm merely acting my age!
6-28-03