I'm the story you never told. And I'm telling your story now. I'm telling the secrets you want to hide but can't keep hidden. Listen, as the fire crackles and the cat curls up on your lap. Listen, as your hair stands at uncanny reflections. Listen to your heart, screaming. listen, and dream.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

A Scent


A scent,
Gives way to a touch.





A touch,
              Gives way to a hug.





A hug,
Gives way to a kiss.




But a kiss,
May never gives way to a love.

the chorus sang; angelindenial at 2:32 AM 0 chit-chat
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