Thursday, March 25, 2010

In Perfect Harmony

Take my hand,
I must confess,
Here we stand,
I progress.

I love you,
And you say it back,
But is it affectionately true,
Or do that I lack.

Is it just as friends,
Or is it more,
My actions depends,
On what it stands for.

Holding you tight,
We'll sleep forever,
Walking towards the light,
We'll melt away together.

I can't believe,
That it is the same,
The love I receive,
Is affection in my name.

Here I shake,
Will it ever be,
In the future we make,
In perfect harmony.

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