Friday, May 7, 2010

Nothing is as certain as the absence of you

It‘s so that missing one day can feel like a lifetime or as common as a drought in the Ocean of Forever

I need you to nourish me with compliments of honey; glazed in your sweet words it fortifies my smile

I need you to protect me with an army of desire, so our palms will always be sweaty when we hold hands

Interwoven and bounded we are by the breaths of promise and intruding need for the same things; a you and a me.

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