like a child,
i stand in front of you.
i raise my hands,
lift me up.
you bend down,
only slightly.
i stand on my tippy toes,
hoping i'll reach.
instead of looking down,
you look up.
the sky turning grey,
the drops start falling.
in fear,
you run.
leaving me,
alone and wet...
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
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