Monday, 8 March 2010

My River - (8h March 2010)

Running in, winter shades of smile
and I listen to your stories
of a life from today.
I rest and I'll take and I'll take.
Hum all along, to this river of song.
I watched as your flag drowned..

And to be caught in with you,
I'd pray for the heavens to fall.
I'd pray at least, for the skies to collapse..
If I was to be given a part of you,
I'm sure we'd know.

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