My beloved
how I miss you so,
the gentle fall and rise of your chest
the sweet laughter from your eyes.
Like a bird with no wings
I am grounded
stumbling on a pebbled sidewalk
of forgotton memories and regrets.
Come back to me my beloved
stumble with me on this pebbled sidewalk
and let us at least remain lost together.
Jan 13, 2011
Jan 13, 2011 at 10:52 PM UTC
My beloved
how I miss you so,
the gentle fall and rise of your chest
the sweet laughter from your eyes.
Like a bird with no wings
I am grounded
stumbling on a pebbled sidewalk
of forgotton memories and regrets.
Come back to me my beloved
stumble with me on this pebbled sidewalk
and let us at least remain lost together.
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