Wind Scent Feeling

Published on February 15, 2005 By propagandhi In Philosophy

I feel too many emotions as I walk into an empty room.
As I look closer into her eyes, I realize I'm afraid of her.
She smiles like she's never done anything wrong.
I should know more to know better.

Her kiss felt like sweet light crem brulee'.
My response, a sudden stall.
The weight of her emotions do not tip my scale.
And then she wonders why I'm gone.

She brings with her nothing but acceptance and much more than tolerance.
I tell her so little, yet she knows so much.
I cannot be captured.

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