By Eric Michael   rr33@mailcity.com
Date: 4 January 2000

The day you were born the sky lit fire

The day you were born the sky lit fire
bright red and blue, I stare,
I stare deep into your soul.
I lift my heart to your hand,
You squeeze and squeeze,
Until you see me ache and pain,
Then you let go.
To drop my heart to the ground.
I try to beat back to your hand,
You take me for a moment
but drop my heart back to the ground.



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