last updated :: 04.25.00 :: bold = *new*





I used to want to be abstract
just a step away
from the point
where you could catch me



~*~

I ran into your ghost the other day
around the corner he came
bounding at the sight of me
so happy to find
that I'm still the me I used to be
~*~

he came and turned my world around yesterday
a look
a smile
that was all it took


~*~






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