Tuesday, August 14, 2007

She Was

She’s a message in a bottle,
That’s never reached my shore.
She’s fully open throttle,
On the sports car I adore.

She’s a needed drop of rain
That quenches all my thirst.
She’s never caused me pain,
Though meeting is our first.

She’s a single ray of hope,
My guiding source of light.
She’s fading quickly now,
Nearly out of sight.

She was a vision in my mind,
Unlikely to return.
She was such a lovely find,
Now it’s some else’s turn.

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