COCAINE

sweet acidic words
pouring down like rain...
wind blowing through your hair..
moonlight shining down,
through the grey cloudy skies..
swirling around me,
are these vivid emotions,
a little small thing...
like the way you laugh
something as simple,
as the sound of your voice
yet, so complex
your deep shady brown eyes,
you say so many words..
yet your so silent
lips move,
but nothing comes out
you look away.
swirling into oblivion...
your my cocaine,
my sweet disease....


Ev Tindle (11-11-02)