Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Unintended

This is not
How I thought it would be
With you over there
And me right here
With Hands
That seldom touch
Hearts that always pine
Minds that search for time
Time to steal a kiss
Or a moment of bliss
 This is not
How I thought it would be
The sounds of our hearts
Beating around the corner
From each other
An unintended distance
 From one another

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