What remains is only a flow between us
like a transient kiss blown in the wind
a blink, a hint of a smile, I can't do without
As I watch the rouge flush your cheeks
down your neck and back to your heart
You are the shadow in my raindrops
The sparkle in the reflections I see
the warmth in our soft embracing
like the tides running back to sea
you carry all my dreams with you
when my tears fall to the ground
you are there to catch them cleanly
where would my footsteps lead me
where would my hopes wander
wander not now for I have you forever
in these endless empty days I wonder
in the joy that lights upon every kiss
in my waking hours and in my dreams
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 11:51 AM UTC
What remains is only a flow between us
like a transient kiss blown in the wind
a blink, a hint of a smile, I can't do without
As I watch the rouge flush your cheeks
down your neck and back to your heart
You are the shadow in my raindrops
The sparkle in the reflections I see
the warmth in our soft embracing
like the tides running back to sea
you carry all my dreams with you
when my tears fall to the ground
you are there to catch them cleanly
where would my footsteps lead me
where would my hopes wander
wander not now for I have you forever
in these endless empty days I wonder
in the joy that lights upon every kiss
in my waking hours and in my dreams
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