Wednesday, June 9, 2010

week twenty-three

the eager sound of rain
suspended in my soul again...
i find shelter in the dreams of none
though you wouldn't guess it.
this soft hand touched my shoulder 
and turned my view
and it surprised me with its newness.
i never knew could happen twice 
i was lucky enough for once. 
it is not too good to be true
but so true that it is not good.
i am falling into these hidden eyes 
and wishing someone would catch me 
before its too late for regrets.
there are words of wishing
and words of knowing 
and these are the words i share.

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