noticing fog
a comforting thought returns
under the fogged in skies
how much did you love me?
I know it was a lot
I was the receiver of so much
I never once questioned it
we were sympatico
the seasons rolled
we were sympatico
the words came to the
tip of my tongue
the silences when the TV blared
the silences when we slept in each others arms
or Cocoa in between
How much is lost in time
your face never leaves mine
your heart beats with mine
even Now.
Tuesday, 17 July 2012
Love Story - Anita Story
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