Friday, February 19, 2010

Heart of a World

If for some reason, you don’t understand me,
In case you didn’t believe me.
I hung on your every word,
I followed you in my dreams,
Because, that is exactly where I wanted to be:
Holding hands with you,
Examining the future,
In more than many ways, molding ourselves,
To be ready, for this.

And here we are.
Don’t meet in dreams,
Don’t meet, together.
Where, you and I, Can run along,
Hand in hand, Heart, as One.
Where we always, played together.

You, are missing in me.
Your presence, begging to be Ours,
Mines, chocking in desperation,
Wanting you, and nothing else.

The oceans refuse to move,
Refuse to whisper stories,
Refuses to communicate,
Refuses to guard what’s rightfully his.

And here we are.
Don’t meet in thought,
Don’t meet with time,
Don’t meet with distance,
Don’t meet with the heavens above.


I, like our closest of friends,
Refuse to eat away the life, of our Brother,
I, like our closest friend,
Refuses to keep what, isn’t mines.

Roll along my friend, Roll along.

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