Will we become memories to one another?
A secret picture in a forgotten box?
As a new hand is found holding.
Just occasionally will I see your face
Across a crowded space?
Just,
Just, will I see your lips in my dreams
And wish that they were there in reality,
Kissing me.
Just and yet so vividly.
Comments
skinner_jennifer | April 4, 2011 - 16:37
Hi samhenning,
this is short, but oh! so beautiful.
Jenny.
samhennig | April 4, 2011 - 16:42
Cheers Jenny, I am so flattered by the word beautiful when I occasionally hear it directed at my work!! :)