I'm no wonder.
I may wonder about everything.
that is the only way
I'll ever be wonder- full.

At night
I'll wonder of
your whereabouts
and if there's someone
sleeping next to you.

In the morning
I'll wonder
if the light of the sun
still makes your
brown eyes glow.

Maybe there's no wonder
that you left
when all you could see
was indecision.