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Apr 2014
us
from all the back and forth I would have figured you'd grow tired and looking into your eyes today as the sun goes down I'd say you are
We are a mere solid existence of a home for each others' soul and refuge for our own hearts
The deep devotion we have the love we express in all of the pain shows no means of forgiveness or salvation
We both know you can't seek refuge forever and yet we continue to dig ourselves deeper into damnation

Your eyes have grown so weary from trying and it only takes a minute of your presence to know and fully understand
Letting go has never been easy so we choose to hang on to that thin line of love and hate and jump into the fire we start with our hands
My love, my life, my reason for knowing all I know and feeling what I feel about loving a man beyond the moon
Our love, our lives, are forever evolving as we individually change and we do our best to grip the alter and jump the broom

it may be too late
it could be too soon

My love, the sweetest of berries on a tree in the sun high afternoon
Shall we part our ways and share this last day?
The irony of it all it may never set with the sun today or tomorrow
I am too afraid to go
You are too inclined to stay
oh what a shame
Two weakened with fear and beaten with sorrow our hearts continue to seek refuge in each others' broken souls
Awaiting the sun to rise again
No form. Just feelings.

(C) Maxwell 2014
Luna Lynn
Written by
Luna Lynn  36/F/Illinois
(36/F/Illinois)   
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