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Within Four Walls
Through the bay window
the evening sky turns a gentle shade of
pink and violet…
The setting sun
glistens on a ‘planes vapour trail
and I think of my husband
halfway across the Atlantic…
of my son on the other side of the world…
and my lover
two miles down the road…
Monday 29th June 2009 1:42 pm
It's Only Words
When
You don’t say
You
Love me
Your
Never words..
Can’t say
Won’t say
You
Love me
Words
It’s ok
I don’t hurt
Words are only words
When
You don’t say
You
Love me
Your always words
Whisper speak
Dream speak
Love me
Speak
It’s ok
I won’t cry
I need to take more
Than words
When
You don’t say
You
Love me
...Wednesday 24th June 2009 2:34 pm
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