Thursday, April 9, 2009

She had to know for herself
Had to be engulfed
Tangled Picasso style
To see what she could see
From the marred
Conviction of cause

From light to dark
One short walk
One wrong move
From warm to cold
A better sense
More understanding
How a simple kiss
A simple matter
Had the power
And changed it all
Never the same
Had to learn how
Moments matter

She had to learn on her own
Was it easy to falter
Falling down hard on knees
Once up again never
Never the same
Conviction of crimes

From light to dark
One short walk
One wrong move
From warm to cold
A better sense
More understanding
How a simple kiss
A simple matter
Had the power
And changed it all
Never the same
Had to learn how
Moments matter

Emersed in the sense of fail
Not to go back again
She needed to know why
What drives these endless needs
And Beethoven plays
Conviction of cause


April 2009

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