By Erik Sanchez    foofida@yahoo.com
Date: 14 February 2000

unaware

When I approached your door,
I could apreciate it. 
The sentiment of gratitude,
Yor pity,
charity,
for me.
And the spark it ave my doormant heart,
the life your artificial smile created.
Although I could never have you,
Why do I tell you?
Your so sincere,
But dont care.
I've spun a web of love, 
designed to entrap you,
yet your still invisible, unattainable
it's inevitable.
You breeze around my web,
Your ghostly dancing soul,
......completely unaware.