Friday, September 26, 2008

Run

You throw rocks at my window
Softly enough so my father won't hear
but loud enough for me to
I smile as you look up at me
and hold out your hand
I slip off the sill into your arms
I love the feeling
As you hug me
But just for a moment
For we can't risk it
We have to go
So we run
The moment should've lasted forever
but we had no time
we had to run
so we ran

1 comment:

Megan said...

love the last line in this one. i liked this poem :)