i’ve learned how to fall

pick myself up and move on

the dirt clinging to my jeans



from the scars and the bruises

i hear words of my muses,

"don’t let this keep you from love."

 

so i walk the floor of this place

tears of hope wetting my face

as i think of your sweet smile

 

and i know that you’re there

out in the world somewhere

and i just want to touch you again

 

feel my mouth on your lips

my hands on your hips

pulling you closer to me

 

but the sun always rises

life always surprises

and yet i can’t seem

 

to make you fall

in love

with me


©2002 Kim Shaver


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