I hate when he has to go home...
and all I could think was
"this is the man I want to be with"
Forever
and all I long for
is now, and here
I can't tell if my time
is being taken away
or given to me in bits?
Are these gifts,
or just delays to a greater goal?
What is it?
Am I looking back on it?
Are the colors of the sunsets only visible
after the day has passed?
Poetry by Inchworm
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Written on 2009-07-06 at 05:09
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Tierno
Tenderand all I could think was
"this is the man I want to be with"
Forever
and all I long for
is now, and here
I can't tell if my time
is being taken away
or given to me in bits?
Are these gifts,
or just delays to a greater goal?
What is it?
Am I looking back on it?
Are the colors of the sunsets only visible
after the day has passed?
Poetry by Inchworm
Read 919 times
Written on 2009-07-06 at 05:09
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