Extra Date: Friday, 2nd August 2002 @ 06:45:16 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: spaceotter Dropping glances at the sunlight that just filtered into the room. She's distantly thinking about a world of which I am clueless. Oh, to be a part of that world, To wallow in its worries. What burns to emit her chaotic energy? What is its focus- And how does she manipulate? How I crave to burn in the path of her power. What rapturous ecstasy it would be to know this extra in the play of my life. This poem is Copyright © spaceotter Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=1600