Sunday, August 8, 2010

people come and people go and nothing seems to mean forever
love will come and love will go but tears will wash themselves away
and the whites of your eyes are yellow skies that shine your love for me today
but
a burst of your breath and the warmth of your skin and the whirring fan and heartbeat din and the muffled sunlight catch my heart and trick me into forever.

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