In these moments

Sep 27, 2011 18:42

Its in these moments
When all I see is red
Its the sound of her voice, the ripple of her laughter,
The sweetness of her tears
Sliding slowly from azure eyes
The creamy softness of her face
The feather glance of her fingertips across the skin of my back
The enveloping warmth of her kiss
These things help me breathe
These things help me begin to remember

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