POETRY
Strolling down Love’s Highway
With my heart in my hands
Such a dangerous path
But, there’s no turning back
I guess you could blame on
Lost in a glance from
Those mystic eyes
And that was that
Yet, I remember…
The night that I became alone
Then I had a loving home
But, you turned to sand
And slipped right through my hands
Later that night
My tears could fill a river
The whisper of the wings
Doesn’t remove the sting
Now…
Strolling down Love’s Highway
With my heart in my hands
Such a dangerous path
But, there’s no turning back
Mangus Khan 