Wednesday, March 5, 2014

 Will we

chance the dance
 Or will the rain drain

Our time together.

who else,
can stand the weight of the rain with you?

only I.

Consistently at par. Our souls
rose

chose

a new sun thats orange and red
Never a touch
always a word

to mend.

The patterns on every leaf
the road in every city
the bridge in every river

Is your life.
Is your lie.
is you.

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