come over me.

swing and sway
here to stay
swing low and high
reach the sky

light begins
never ends
sweet breath
Come Over Me.

teach me how
to not grin and bow
but to stand up tall
and whisper it all

free this face
as i exchange this taste
still the words
that are all my own

awake sweet dream
to teach it all
you can now sit up straight
and Stand Tall.

15.NOV.2001