Cautious in each step
Ever watchful eyes
For covered holes
And traps set by reality
But still . . .
Oblivious of others in motion
Holes and traps placed by emotion
One chance entrusted
One chance wasted
But still . . .
After the fall and the visions
Of inevitable solitude, hope lingers
For the one chance
To pass and enter again
The one chance from the same
Heart . . .
Friday, April 08, 2005
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