Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Return

I feel us coming back,
As desire begins to build,
How should I react,
To this crack being filled?

I want to run away,
Go right past it,
All we had to do was stay,
Instead we climbed into a casket.

Breathing in sequence,
We are running in place,
Our sorrow happens in frequence,
Of when we can't embrace.

So let's turn back in time,
To what we used to be,
When you were still mine,
When my love was free.

I am just glad to return,
To this place I belong,
For your arms I yearn,
Where I can finally be strong.

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