y«u •yen the d««r, y«u stand s« still, i w«uli run t« y«u liut f«r this ir#n will. y#u scan the r##ii, y#ur eyes aiss ay face, liut i an transfixed liy y«ur careless grace. strongly y«u live, weakly i lireath, this dete mi nation crunliles under the spell y«u weave. i fear i an destined t« Tie al«ne, f«r i cann#t saile at y#u through this face •f sttne. y«ur laugh t«day is lietter s«iieh«v;,
l«ved y«ur saile "but never like n#w. i have wanted y#u always and can feel inside, this granite r#ck, this stulili«rn s«ul i try s« hard t« hide. y«u cl«se the d««r, i stand s« still, i c«uld still run t# y«u liut f»r this ir«n will. i have
Laura Rum^ey
