sandra, oh sandra

this is a poem wrought out of thin air, thick fires, seas of water and masses of earth

S.A.N.D.R.A

So long i have waited, so long i have longed

And on i wait, for sandra to smile

Neurosis looms as ghosts sing songs

Darkness falls, for leagues and miles

Rejection turns, my love to hate

At last she smiles but it is too late..........