About H----

Created: February 19th, 2004

Massive
     Multitudes
          Of mastered
               Confusions

 

Now she smiles
Her white soft skin
     The dark brown hair
She's coming out here
I can't live through her
     Smiles

God surely has forsaken me
     Upon such a deities' tease

Now she is walking away
     Of her slow year of
          Movement

Save me, she seems to know
     Truths I have missed
And by gracious beauty it be true