Wednesday, February 24, 2010

...my plans...


I'm not aiming for your head to worry you with thoughts about me, I'm not setting myself to be a bother of your thoughts,
or to simple be be forgotten like memory
its not enough to think of someone
my aim is different
I wanna aim for your heart and walk the bare surface of it
and leave footprints that cant be erased and remain,
from their ill be the protector of your heart...
if you somehow leave me banished from your heart
consider it impossible
my footprints will always remain their.....
-mister mason-

1 comment:

Desert Rose said...

foot prints are carvings on the surface of the memories..they get more precious with time. i wish people don't have to take long time to follow the real worthy footprints of their lives..:)now u inspired me with anew poem..will call it footprints..and will post it once its done..:)