Tuesday, August 11, 2009

i love you i do
and i shouldn't
makes no sense-
a love that is lost.
i let my hands release
you to the
chill dark open sky
littered with stars
there on a wind
i pray you find your peace
i pray that the maker
whispers
dripping gold
words of truth
into your beautiful
deaf ears.
and may you be revived
to live and breathe within
this glowing universe
an existence that will run on-
and meet me in
the silver clouds and dawning light
of eternity.

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