Witness
We stand together. outside.
outside his car.
as it was almost a small witness to my feelings.
a witness in testimony
to your feelings
Doing all I can to keep myself from
touching you face
smiling to much
inside my head...ear to ear
I was so happy in this witness
but as I sit
late night creeps to the open window...
closed to me yet open to the dark.
I can see where we stood, only today.
I could keep the image of you for eternity
But eternity is too short..
I could write for eternity if...
there was no witness.
By: Matt Mitchell
Email: infchaos@aol.com
