Sunday, February 27, 2011

eight

Eyes following my every move
Patience enought to prove
My worth to the one who knows
that love inside me continually grows
Your face is ever changing
The pattern never rearranging
Safety surrounds me when you are there
The newness though leaves me bare
Watching me from a quiet high
Begging to just hear your sigh
Half shadows cast upon your brow
Reminds me to let go now
In you absence, I long to see
The bright face that looks on you and me.

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