I Swear I'll Melt If You Touch Me At All . . .

But Then I'll Ask You To Do It Again And Again. . .

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Today
My life was put on hold
My thoughts disregarded
My memories sold.

Today
My thumb is bound
My left hand scribbles
Scratches of the pen nib are the only sound.

Today
My voice was lost
My mind refreshed
My heart crossed.

Today
I am here
You are there
You and I, and everything so clear.

Tomorrow
I will cry
I will smile
Maybe tell a little lie.

Tomorrow
I am yours
And you are mine
We shall erase our flaws.

Today
I am still here
Tomorrow has disappeared
My life without you is more sincere.

Today
Tomorrow
You and I
Apart, no...

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