Lover's thoughts
left adrift.
Silence rings
with no sharp stings.
Lover's limbs
tangled and weaved.
No new thoughts conceived
only joy; believed.
Lover's heads
tucked away.
Sleep 'til day,
wish to stay.
Lover's day
lead astray
by memories
and mystery.
Lover's voice
on the other end
a rush of joy
and love again.
Sep 24, 2011
Sep 24, 2011 at 1:30 PM UTC
Lover's thoughts
left adrift.
Silence rings
with no sharp stings.
Lover's limbs
tangled and weaved.
No new thoughts conceived
only joy; believed.
Lover's heads
tucked away.
Sleep 'til day,
wish to stay.
Lover's day
lead astray
by memories
and mystery.
Lover's voice
on the other end
a rush of joy
and love again.
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