Saturday, April 9, 2011

Some Days

On some days the hands that I hold are enough
I’m grateful through and through
Complete, complete in a moment of love…
…but on some days I wish it was you

On some days love is lithesome and fair
The sky is perfect blue
On some days I become keenly aware…
…that on some days I wish it was you


1 comment:

  1. *sigh*

    that's exactly what i did after i read this.

    perfect picture to reflect the mood of your writing. Very serene!


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