Sunday, March 1, 2009

Concave

Somehwere behind the black tears
that plague my face today
I remember the way our hands fit
like a perfect puzzle -- and the way
your smile fuels the desire
burning inside of my eyes
while staring into emerald dreams
the way you read my mind...
I don't have a concave heart
for someone I need in my life
Come out of the dark
Please comfort my heart
before doubts hold me ransom tonight

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