Friday, October 5, 2012

Touch and Teardrops



Alone and it’s over.
I’ve lost it.

Every night
since the day
life said it’s done,
I’ve longed for the touch
that won’t bring me
teardrops.

Today,
 I recall
promises
that turned into
lies …

lies
that taught me
to seek for
the truth …

truth
that would set me free

but
brought teardrops
and made me long  for the touch …

 touch
that won’t bring me …

teardrops.

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