Wednesday, 27 April 2016

The Distance

Your hands feel mine
I breathe
Again
Before death's
ordain.

Your eyes meet mine
I see
again
these dreams
Before death's
schemes.

Your lips touch mine
I live
again
A moment
Before death's 
Torment.
 
I live there
With you
Here
I die here
With you
never
There

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