Wednesday, 9 September 2009

It was.
Flesh was just flesh,
Loss of a tender reality
Existing in a place that doesn't,
Sensing it through this present fragility

Feeling absent in crowded company
Holding onto nothing, but having everything with you
Connecting us with all we can't touch,
Thousands of miles difference diminish as we do

One day that mistake's to be known
For what it really is in light of us
Healing the mind I love you to love
In this inaudiable state I can say within trust.

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