Monday, May 30, 2005

Storms

Neverending stormy thoughts in my small world still take me back and forth to you. You disappear among the waves of my thoughts, make me think it is over, but it isn't..In the moments I believe the storm is over, I'm over you, you come back to me with even stronger memories.

Why?

Why are you still a part of my mind, if not my heart?

It has never been over...

3 comments:

A Woman From Illinois said...

What a wonderful poem!! And so very TRUE!!

Lala said...

What a poem, it goes right into my psyche!

E. said...

Thank you for your lovely comments!