So empty and shallow
Embrace that lingers
Kisses in the shadow
Of your lips and fingers
The long awaited peace
In the arms of my dear
The sweet touches I miss
Took away all my fear
Are we back to our lies?
Blinded by fancy talks
Our great rhythms that flies
The poetry that mocks
I try to stand so tall
My grace you tried to steal
My resistance to fall
Has taken all that's real
Still water was disturbed
I fancy you again
All hatred was absorbed
My acceptance began
Now, emptiness is filled
I long for more and more
Hopeful for love to lead
Our poems will never sore
//December 2011//
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