Sunday Nights – She Was There
by MidnightEarth
Posted to Action Poetry on 2001-06-24 23:45:00
Sunday Nights
I saw her, you know that, don’t you
She traversed my careful stepping stone, that beleaguered step
In the moonlight division, she was there, and I saw her
She wanted me, she felt my warmth, and I was warm
And that was all I wanted, she, out there, that was
All I could say