October 2000

Not much to say this month, but I'm going to write a lyrical story (I don't call the things I write poems) -- Dory, Darkmyzeri@aol.com

Waiting, wanting, anticipation
every day I watch it breed
Wanting you to notice me
waiting for you to own my emotions
anticipating the day I can make you mine

I couldn't express my emotion to you
Why couldn't you just understand
The hunger is my heart grows stronger
It feeds for you

perhaps I am not what you want
perhaps what you want isn't me
but since the day I saw you
I just couldn't kiss the angel

I feel I had the chance
to be that glimmer in your eye
I fear that I scared you away from me
just tell me what you need, and I'll be
I'll be that girl you see...

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