Long ago as young girls we would dream of that one love
that would take our breath away
...meeting them under brightened stars on a moonlit night with
a whisper of a breeze caressing our skin
Time faded those dreams as first loves stole our
hearts with warm wet kisses
...life teased us during those days while our bodies awakened
to the passion of both the body and mind
time became still...it hurt to breathe
Watching a heart shaped hourglass bleeding life
while the only sound in midnight silence were those of dripping tears
leaking thru cracks of our souls believing in empty intentions
...shadowed memories become visions of confusion in the darkened night
Until the sunset of the last day our child like hearts will ache
from the constant pain of unknowing
Was any of it real? Did any of mean anything?
...The last tear has fallen from the hourglass
the silence answers our fears in a resounding no
Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 8:51 PM UTC
Long ago as young girls we would dream of that one love
that would take our breath away
...meeting them under brightened stars on a moonlit night with
a whisper of a breeze caressing our skin
Time faded those dreams as first loves stole our
hearts with warm wet kisses
...life teased us during those days while our bodies awakened
to the passion of both the body and mind
time became still...it hurt to breathe
Watching a heart shaped hourglass bleeding life
while the only sound in midnight silence were those of dripping tears
leaking thru cracks of our souls believing in empty intentions
...shadowed memories become visions of confusion in the darkened night
Until the sunset of the last day our child like hearts will ache
from the constant pain of unknowing
Was any of it real? Did any of mean anything?
...The last tear has fallen from the hourglass
the silence answers our fears in a resounding no
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