27 June 2011

Short poem

I am a coward,
Given life's greatest gift.
I tried to move forward,
I just couldn't resist.

Silently watching,
The moon in the sky,
Yet secretly wishing,
That it would me mine.

I don't know danger,
Yet fear it like ice,
Better then, be a stranger
If you wish to survive.

But who can survive,
If their heart isn't there?
Its just one shallow life
Without wind in your hair.


Now you understand, me thinks.  Until next time.
Elven

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