Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Reaching for air.

I look into your bright eyes
And realize just how far I've fallen for you.
You pull me closer with every breath.
I confess my heart sings it's whispering song and asks
If you will let me hold you.
You pull me along like you always do,
Closer and closer I lean.
I don't mean to make you uncomfortable
But I need you.
Closer and closer you pull me.
My heart is a veritable disarray
Of thirsty tears.
I decide to take away the boundaries I'm leaning on
Because that must be what you want.
I lean in to hold you
But find myself reaching for air.

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