Wednesday, July 26, 2006

she juz sits silently at her desk
tapping her pen on the wooden table
the paper still left empty
a report due the next day
she rose from her seat
crossing her arms to fight the cold
clutching her necklace around the neck
peering out the window she glanced
saying a silent prayer to herself
when will she meet the one/

he lay asleep in his bed
amidst all the ruckus around
his snores deafening the room
he tossed and turned himself awake
his eyes opened with a dry throat
rising from his slumber
stumbling to the kitchen
a cup of water he poured from the sink
sipping the drink he looked across his apartment
opposite a light remained bright/

posted by: mfirdie @ 10:36 AM

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