Friday, March 09, 2012

Fingertips. Shapes. Sprouts. Heart. Sun. Enter words...

Some days forever stay young
And some kisses linger on
Some words come so easy
When someone is long gone
The rush of our blood
Under the canopy of trees
And the sunrises and sunsets
That still flow through me
Bring the rush back again
Like it were just yesterday
That we lived the days
When days felt a gain

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