Friday, January 25, 2008

You're mine

The drip of rain drops music to my ears
Warm breadth upon my skin
A lingering touch across my skin
Shadows along walls shift as you move closer to me

I see the stars in your eyes, petal soft curves of your lips
Tears drops glisten, begin to roll down my face
For you're not here, you're not real, you're just a dream
but then, in my dream, you're mine

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