Lessening my steps, walking in the breath of my own soul
Faded, guided by her voice a midst the night’s artic scowl
Absence of calming pulses to divert my alert listening
But Weakened, cold, yet continuing
All that follows is, being glad to see you smiling
Forgetting about you, why can’t I just be your friend
There is too much to account, too much to loose by this trend
I don’t’ know where this may end before I come to mind
That someone, elsewhere by serendipity will be my godsend
Inside you know, and though that maybe so
I cannot say nor imply because you are not clear also
Being beside another is enough to relate to another
But being at their side in there time of need, and somber
Is enough to consign emotion in wanting to be their significant other
Feb 24, 2010
Feb 24, 2010 at 8:22 AM UTC
Lessening my steps, walking in the breath of my own soul
Faded, guided by her voice a midst the night’s artic scowl
Absence of calming pulses to divert my alert listening
But Weakened, cold, yet continuing
All that follows is, being glad to see you smiling
Forgetting about you, why can’t I just be your friend
There is too much to account, too much to loose by this trend
I don’t’ know where this may end before I come to mind
That someone, elsewhere by serendipity will be my godsend
Inside you know, and though that maybe so
I cannot say nor imply because you are not clear also
Being beside another is enough to relate to another
But being at their side in there time of need, and somber
Is enough to consign emotion in wanting to be their significant other
2/28/06 ©AGDP
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