Unfamiliar feelings take flight
As day breaks then quickly becomes night
Strong hands I long to hold
Unspoken truths never to be told
Passion swirls around
Like a warm wind without a sound
Rains down upon us
In a room full of white noise
Surrounded by the silence
Of a moon almost ripe and full
Friday, August 27, 2010
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