Untitled #5
December 17th, 2009 by RoseA silent space I seek inside myself, a moment to toil over that which I find difficult to grasp. A sense of nostalgia washes over me and content am I then to sit in the stillness of now.
A thought is sent and makes it way over to sit on your shoulder and whisper in your ear. I am thinking of you.
Untitled #4
December 17th, 2009 by RoseI was thinking I was sinking
lend us a hand, please.
On second thoughts
forget that.
If you touched me
it would be like fire.
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