Breathless
There
it is said and heard
Ringing
ears trained on the word
Thoughts
vacation from my mind
For
a moment my eyes are blind
My
tongue is frozen in its place
A
burning numb across my face
My
heart leaps from its domain
The
sweetest genre of pain
A
tingle zaps its jagged way
And
my last breath has gone astray
A
trail of goose bumps I can't hide
The
world stands still to hear a reply
To
"I love you babe, I can't deny"
A
single tear streaks from my eye...
Sheila
Downs 11/00
Copyright
©2001 Sheila Downs
The
three great essentials of happiness are:
Something
to do
Someone
to love
And
Something to hope for.