I whisper
and you listen
to every word
that utters out
of parched lips
that no matter how dry
you still love to kiss
I stumble
out of sharp corners
that catch me offguard
and no matter how hard
I might fall
your hand
always reaches out
to cradle my own
My eyes tear
from such fustration
that comes my way
but your pupils
always reflect
onto mine
calming me
when I need it most
My ears ache
from discouraging thoughts
and off colored remarks
then you whisper
and I listen
while your moist lips
reassure me
and soothe my parched
counterparts
My knees bend
when you walk beside
and I want to fall
but you catch me
to light up the room
Please promise me
that through dire straights
and metaphoric weights
no matter how far
or who you are
I'll meet you soon
Because no matter how far
or who you are
one day
ill meet you soon
Saturday, May 27, 2006
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I thought the ending was great!
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