you once said to me that you weren't "anybody's light" and that inside you, lived a dark dark soul-
I am torn in confusion by the things that I know rocked in the middle by the things that I love
my judgement of character relies soley on insight, intuition and belief
you've done nothing to prove me wrong.
And this is a poem to a person I love so I guess this is a love poem- but you don't love me so what does that make these words these feelings these thoughts led astray by your warmth, your sincerity your brilliant bright blue eyes?
Within you there is a light that shines a light that caught my dreamer's eye and held it close it doesn't matter whether you believe me or not because it's already pushed out there by this meager heart already been stated in my meager words....
And perhaps I am too hidden to let you see me perhaps you are too blind to really see
I humble myself when I try to write these feelings into words and I humble myself when I try to make you understand
to make you see...
You're right, you know you're not anybody's light but neither my love, are you anybody's darkness...
[This message has been edited by Christina Myers (edited 07-10-99).]