Tuesday, June 17, 2003 softly the words my ears have never heard The spaces between my fingers have been waiting too long, fill them with your hands. These lacks of I seem to sleep soundly inside you. Let me catch every breath you breathe, let me keep them for the times you take mine away. Be for me the silence I crave. Be for me the end to my longing. Will you come to me will you whisper softly the words my life has lacked. You are all I am not. -tkg- I wrote this tonight. Any comments are welcome. |
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