Poem By Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun
Peel me off the floor...again
exhaustion leads me down and then,
I'll find the will to wonder why
the pavement beckons downward...lie.
Onto a cold and hardened place
tread carefully to leave no trace,
Of you here or me right there,
time to stop one knows not where.
And as you look toward sided view
something tilts and leans toward you,
All long and sleek the shadow comes
As clear as night our tears now run.
Just as the moon gives up her glow
the shadow form around does flow,
Within the recess of our minds
comes a peace most never find.