now, everything i see is a photograph.
and all the lines have become soft.
like your skin.
there's beauty in what i see,
and the grass is greener right under your feet.
the taste of your smile still lingers on my tongue,
with each breath that fills my lungs.
mystery, anticipation and fear.
the simplicitiy of new love near
my beating heart
every time we're apart.
Monday, October 25, 2010
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