Notes on a table napkin


She’s like rhythm soul and earth

Depth enough to feed your amazement

In her the lessen is clear….

…good things sure come in small packages

The very radiance that lights up my every morning

Her smile forever tips my scale

No gold no silver just uncommon charm

Am long past insanity now….

….past that stop hours ago

Violently driven is how i feel…

…with good reason

………………………………………………..

…………..Could this be it?

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: