Sunday, September 4, 2011

It's good to know you.

Here I am again,

Without you

The world stops breathing

The Noise breaks through the soundproof suction of your beauty

Colors dry out, fade in films of gray in absence of my seductress,

My lover, My Friend

Here I am again,

Without you.

Without your hold,

Your Voice

Your Solar Glow

Warmth comes from Within,

Without you here

I am

Alone

But never unable.

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