#058 -- NEXT CONVENTION INSIDIOUS FRUSTRATION #058
NEXT CONVENTION

Walking in summer's night
Around the trees and evade the twilight
So alone and out of sight
Run away without a scream or a shiver of fright

And now you're gone but unintended
The wondrous glow of the unexpected
And how I miss you though it's only been minutes
Since your soft hands touched my face with the strongest feeling

I can't be without you any longer
My heart continues to suffer
Just one last kiss just one more baby
Please just another

I wait for the hour I wait for the minute
For our next convention
But sitting here watching you rise
Forgive my watery eyes
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May 29 2004
An Aurorous Atmosphere