Friday, April 16, 2004

blue
he called my eyes;
"they're beautiful when you're crying."
oh dear,
if you were only to see
what they do when you
aren't near.
graceful
she called my tears;
"you just don't stop them from coming."
if a point were to be taken from that
it is
ballet must make you
a better crier.
*bettie* at 3:23 PM