Thursday, March 24, 2011

delicate
this turning of our lives
if we lean in too fast
or too far
it might fade away

and wishing you
always only the best
of rich love
like decadent chocolate
and joy
like bubblegum

unclasping hands
after all
I never held them anyway

if in dream roads
and might be times
we meet again
and these blue windows
tell you truth

well then

1 comment:

Amber J said...

ooooo "like" a lot.

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