Infinite Fest


Wednesday, May 08, 2002

Well... this is a something new.







in the moments that came between us
oh, how quickly they fled
like the moments between raindrops
o how my heart bled
in the moments that came between us
o'er words that were said
i soon came to love you
and other moments to dread.






sometimes a face i see
amid the wavy revelry
which round and down
the cushioned hills
so ravishingly rolls;

til at once and again
all is stilled
in deepened pools
of darkened brown
which just as soon again are bright
as if some whispered sight
unbound the rays
of new-found delight.