Drip drip
I watch as slowlythe ice melts
a smile
a hug
a kiss
enough to be okay
to keep my disappointment at bay
Against sensible judgment
and other's advice
I will live my life
but keep a little flame for you alive
waiting
for you to live up to your promise
Why?
Because the chance that he might be real keeps me awake at night smiling
and he blew life into my tired and hopeless heart
Oh! how wary and windy and insensible are the ways of
Fresh Love
Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2011-04-28 at 23:56
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