Yes, Tomorrow...
a wind has blown untamed this breezy daya wind too strong for tendrils too soft to grasp,
like a handshake and hug that were
the largest white elephant in the room today...
we both smiled, his grin a little larger than mine.
the smile keeps me going through the confused night,
and all my anxiety flows into your soul.
tomorrow, i will say those words. yes, tomorrow.
Poetry by Morpheus
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Written on 2009-03-07 at 06:59
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