18 March 2007

I Get A Chance To Write When She Ignores Me For Hours...

I don't show you I love you...

I love your skin on my skin, when we are lying like water - calm and blue, together with such ease like lamplight in daytime June - the walls never knew. You whisper, be honest to me - do I drag you down, I can reply life without you would be lonely and in flames. But I whisper back, you don't slow me down. Everything with you is something to me, thoughts of you are like stars in the dark. Cling to me, like you did at the arch. You don't slow me down...

...half as much as I should.

1 Comments:

Blogger just thinking said...

I can only imagine what great depths remain... Who could get tired of traversing them?

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