Sunday, February 02, 2014

Friday.

Friday.


Petals open
radiant beauty shone.
I was beholding
sounds quietly breathing.

Shook to my core,
I held onto you there.
Ragged the voice,
I struggled to speak.

If I could have,
I would have said,
I love you more,
than these tiny words convey...


'N'

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