Monday, March 18, 2013

Back in time

I will come to meet you
to learn your songs.
I will run to you,
read you books.
I will walk with you,
hear what you're thinking.
I will love you, always,
be the hurt within your pain.
I'll be the black of your shadow,
the silverlining if you want.
I lost my pain in your eyes
and found back the vaine of life.
Hands touching, nose rubbing,
lips bearly touching, breathing.
Remember how tomorrow will be?

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