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Apr 2010
I used to sit by the window and stare for hours,
Look at the illuminated moon and how it resembled your face,
Watch the stars sparkle and try to connect the dots,
Searching for answers lost in thought.

Do you love me?

Can you feel the intensity of every breath I take?
Can you feel the pain, when my heart aches?
How do you feel, when our bodies merge?
When I submerge and we converge?

I get a rush when I hold your hand,
A powerful feeling that most wouldn’t understand,
There was a time.

What would you do to see me smile?
To see me laugh like a newborn child?
Would you feel my flesh and wipe my tears?
Would you hold me close and embrace my fears?

Trust.

I long for this love that we once had,
I wish I could still see that brightly lit path,
But we now walk this troubled trail,
As we lose ourselves in this twisted tale.

The hues of fall may lift our souls,
But the leaves still fall,
The tress will soon unclothe.
Written by
Rara Tintin
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