years from now
these days will replay
in our late night conversation
the memories
will radiate
in everyday actions.
adoration
from the first day
from the first glimpse
that first touch.
we'll remember how we fought
the fear of all we'd seen
until the day we melted.
me first,
of course,
my starstruck heart.
but you too
with beautiful cynicism
and artful grace.
we allowed ourselves
to be the anomaly
and created something no one has ever known.
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment