March 2012
February 2012
Judgment
Don’t judge me with your eyes. Judge me with your walk. Watch the way I eye you. The way your lips pass eachother. As you talk. I don’t think any person could be so lucky. I don’t think any man could be so humbled. By the way that you move your hands around mine. As I. Right now. The leaves of autumn fall around your hair. I wish only to be the tree. That can watch over you....
