Monday, August 4, 2008

I run away...

My feet carry me into fields of long grass; into moonshine
And my eyes widen with tears, sparkling dew that glistens as it falls to the ground
In Moon's Light
My heart is carried away by the stars and an owl hoots long into the night

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I can feel it =)

Anonymous said...

it sounds sad. I suck at poems. Its like a different language to me.

-ky

Renae said...

it's really just about running away...