Saturday, May 19, 2007

Platinum

You...
                        You are my hope
                        the air that I cling to
                        When life chokes my strides
                        you are my surviving breath

                        You...
                        You are my song
                        the notes that come to me
                        When dreams sing a lullaby
                        you are my sweet melody

                        You...
                        You are my lover
                        the best friend that never leaves
                        When my circle of trust breaks
                        or bends...
                        you are my round platinum ring

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