AS I OF HER

when it is late and quiet
does she think of me as i of her?
hear the wind blow through the hanging metal
sitting here soaking in the atmosphere
and deep in the dark corners of your mind
a thought is still present and goes stronger by age
a thought of someone you are proud of
a thought of someone you love
to sit, laugh, and communicate with
when it is over though and late and quiet
and all there is but only you and your thoughts
well... does she think of me as i of her?

© 2001 thomas bates