I'm looking around and searching you there, <br />The bright prospect lights only frown as I stare, <br />My heart's getting lost in the shatters. <br />I know you'll pick them all up when you come, <br />And I'll never mind if you steal at least some, <br />Just keep them, and nothing else matters. <br /> <br />Those white and green lights got my secret revealed, <br />I'll write it all down and cherish it sealed, <br />One day it will find destination. <br />Whoever discovers the mystery penned, <br />They won't guess a word, I have got it all planned, <br />This madness becomes my salvation. <br /> <br />The eyes of the suburbs will warm and appease <br />My heart, ever-aching, with evident ease. <br />Your look in the window still shows. <br />It's fixed in the soul, it's fixed in the glass, <br />This moment can linger for good either pass, <br />It's changing. Well, destiny knows.<br /><br />April Avalon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/changes-107/
