My thoughts bear a new name, never to be uttered.
I struggle to maintain my focus, not to yield to this.
Yet my soul demands to express itself, uncluttered.
In my deepest Self, reaching out to gently caress your lips.
Recalling what you taught me, the reason of these emotions.
I sigh with tenderness, and shed a smiling tear.
Diving into the unknown, sailing beautiful dark oceans.
Embracing your spirit, feelings given without fear.
Not caring for what may, or may never be.
Longing to hold you in my arms, to hear your voice.
Maybe time will bring you here, and stand beside me.
I smile, for I know that Reality is my choice.
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© World Bridger 2008
miércoles, marzo 26, 2008
Dark Oceans
This was written by The Bridger around 10:52 p.m.
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