Thursday, April 23, 2009

Growing old...

I waited until the lights
went low
the candle flame
represented my glow
it was not all of me
I wanted thee to see...

In spite of what your
eyes perceive,
gravity has set me free..

You love me from remembrance
how things use to be
for in your mind
I'll always be
the desire of your dreams.

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