decided to release this from my diary today


( a love letter )


(some will say that
I have never been there
but I know the landscape
from the inside of my eyes

the house
with the frail railing
and the grass
the way the seasons shaped its texture neath my feet
as I run to you

often at night

expanding our kingdom
while holding hands
a little too tight

waiting for you lifting my hair
with the warmth from your presence
and entering your eyes
with the profound sadness
revealing your knowledge
about our limited time
parting shaking lips
into the stolen universe we share

and as I write this I can smell you
caught in my every fibre

what have we done to deserve this
my love

or is it that we found a way
beyond time

it could not part us

beneath closed eyes

waiting for you)



Poetry by Lourdes
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Written on 2006-07-03 at 12:42

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