8.28.2004

Summer Roads

Was it forced? Or,
Did I try too hard.
Maybe I just fell for your eyes.
That way when you smile,
That shadow which forms upon your cheek.
Hair as soft as an angel's
Partially lying on my face.
Love does not have reason,
Logic, nor why. You took my soul
Within an hour, driving 45 down that road.
Questions of life, past and future,
with that hair blowing in your eyes.
Those moments when you could turn your head,
Catch my eyes and part your lips once more.
Love does not have reason,
For if it did, I would know.
But instead I'm trapped in memories,
Of a time when you took my heart.

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