I was seeking for a direction,
It was a harmless intention,
But I was stuck at this location,
Looking a way out for this situation,
All I could do is to weep in desperation,
When all I wanted to do was to hold you in admiration,
Whether it's right or wrong it's just an intuition,
A possible infatuation,
Which I hope you could have a conversation,
To which is of an observation,
Perhaps to my examination,
Of what I thought was my emotion.
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Lost For Words
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