Sunday, June 03, 2012

StRiNgs AtTaChEd…




I see u sitting on curled toes,
shy with thoughts of moments explored.
You bite your lip with heavy heart
for all reasons you surrendered.
And for all the lonely walks I took,
I feel… I thought of you.
You draw me into this fire.
As if this is everything we need.
And yet... you shirk on daylight.
Isn't life flowing with the breeze?
I feel like I want to sing for you
But you stop me one more time…
So I put my hands in my pocket
And I just walk on…

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