Saturday, January 26, 2013

When I am There ...



I am there listening to your pain

Taking it in, falling asleep with it



Your eyes are rainy, without a waterfall

Give me the unrest  , and walk tall



Blank is the paper, let me ink it, even though it is a crumpled one

Let me write the poems you have waited for or the prose forgone



It is not a gamble; you win even when you lose as nothing is ever lost

Time and space have stories to tell but you listen to your core



Sometimes love can’t be just three words
It surrounds you everywhere when I am there

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