I've loved you more
With every word.
I've cared for you
Like never before.
And I can feel that you love me back;
That this flow
Of emotions is not one way,
It is a back and forth.
A conversation.
Every letter on the page is a new moment,
Bringing us closer and closer.
But here, as always,
Comes our inevitable end.
The final page.
The end of the book.
Thursday, February 27, 2014
Living Inside The Sun
Open up the sun
And let me climb inside.
Let me live there
In the warmth and light.
To sit inside this glowing, glistening
Ball of fire and white
Will surely rid me
Of the overpowering darkness
That lives inside.
Wishing myself slowly into
A more perfect existence;
And out of the reality
That I've always known before.
And let me climb inside.
Let me live there
In the warmth and light.
To sit inside this glowing, glistening
Ball of fire and white
Will surely rid me
Of the overpowering darkness
That lives inside.
Wishing myself slowly into
A more perfect existence;
And out of the reality
That I've always known before.
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