douglas Posted July 5, 2013 Share Posted July 5, 2013 Photograph a chairand the whiteness of obliviona chair and a candleand a broken hearteverything has come full circlethings have run their courselike the pounding rainand evaporationand the forming of cloudsemotion is as intangible as steamyet it is as visiblea handand the ghost of breatha hand and a shattered soulthe remnants of taking the brave riskall has come to nothinglove has wiped clean the slate yet againa yearning that seduces us allyet vanishes just as quickly and magicallyas it appearsa sighand the heaving of a spirita sigh and the broken flowershattered reminders of what once bloomedso effortlesslya life at my feetin tatters and shreds and little piecesthe hopes that seemed so surenow gone forevera touchand the softness of skina touch and the fleeting memory of caressesdancing quietly out of vivid consciousnessdetaching themselves from realitymere photographs of what wasthe ending is not the saddest partwhen an affair is overthe remembrances of its start are... Quote To receive love, you have to give it... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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