Friday, October 31, 2008

Perfect Timing

Listen I do and thinking of you.
As I always do... "Perfect Timing"
I always cry taking the test...
the Sun beginning to rest.

It's over my shoulder,
glowing to the right.
Heaven's beams in my tears...
leaves flashing, falling down.

I sat all day waiting for the right time.
It arrived with cold and gold... and red.
I want to see them again the way...
I used to put them to bed.