Wednesday, October 14, 2009

We'll Always Have that Island

A million shadows have cast upon me,
pacing back and forth in the dark,
I keep following those sea blue eyes.

I need that rough hand to calm these nerves,
brushing each drop off of my cheek,
you cool the blush like waves upon sand.

I feel the ambiance from that shelf,
intertwined love bellows happy times
in which I was in your arms underneath that smile.

Yearning for the scent from your t-shirt,
my hands on the muscle of your back,
yours around my waist in anticipation to lift me.

If only I could gaze at your face,
slow down time with a silent stare,
I would not rush you away.

If only I could have kept you in my arms,
a safe place you once spoke of,
we would be happy like we once were
on that island we kept hidden away.

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