MIND

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

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