chordsA Poem by sea lily
if i could speak, i'd say:
rest, dear heart. lean, dear heart. as your nose grazes mine, as your thumbs shadow mine... and we don't quite reach. beneath an ancient caricature those hands don't plague me, instead pluck delicately at strings and songs. but such peace is not mine it soon must fall apart. so i crouch against stairs, i sit and watch and hope and wish. heart poised, lips following slowly, i could be your one and only. © 2009 sea lily |
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Added on April 4, 2009 Authorsea lilyUnited KingdomAboutI'm growing out my hair Like it was when I was single It was longer than I'd known you I had no money then I had no worries then at all But with such a high standard of living. more..Writing
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