speak to me...
i forget so easily,
i still miss your
voice once more...
i can see us,
in the places where all the other people see,
and believe love should be,
too far, too close,
i feel you in the
only place
that allows me to feel,
my senses of being around here are gone,
left in beds with dreams that seemed so real,
have you forgotten me or i've forgotten too fast,
somethings are heavier than the rain
and tears are hidden by the weather
...the little things are all the same,
too hard to miss, i feel them better...
in slow motion falling and never,
to ever
actually fall at all,
making no sense of
love...
i'm filled with your breath and i sing your songs,
i still awake to light steps upon my roof,
and pray to the clouds hovering
to carry as love so longs-
speak to me & i'll promise to never move
p/s: not my work but so beautiful right..
It speaks the unspeakable, utters the inutterable sigh of the heart. - L.Ferlinghetti
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