Sunday, 22 March 2009

Good Things Come - poem

Good Things Come

Let me wrap my words around your heart
Like a gentle, silken ribbon
So you'll always have a memory
When the rest of me is hidden

Every second that I'm not with you
Eats me like a virus from inside
If I didn't know you loved me too
Then I surely would have died

Every silence speaks your name
Every darkness sparks your eyes
I see your face in every cloud
When I'm gazing at the skies

And when I dream, as I often do
It's always you I see
And the happiness that awaits us both
When we're together, you 'n' me

© Charon 2009

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