Once I think.
I blink.
This link between us.
Is not caring.
Its something else.
More to explain.
The feeling.
That is revealing.
Is love.
Like a dove.
Released into the sky.
That flies.
And tries.
To send a message.
That I bend.
The truth is.
We are meant.
For each other.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
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