Friday, May 24, 2013

Distant

She breaks my heart, that special girl.
Just walks away, my minds a twirl.

Suddenly my mood starts a change,
before to long I'm feeling strange.

My love burns for her, so ever bright,
but she keeps her distance, as a kite.

J.A.Scott
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  1. Rachel HoytMay 26, 2013 at 2:05 PM

    Many do hold love on a kite string... :-)

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    1. Jeffrey ScottMay 28, 2013 at 9:34 AM

      Glad you caught that. Identifies a somewhat connection, even if it's very distant.

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