Jan 17, 2013 02:08
i’ll sit by the water and listen to the rustling trees
out of sight from everyone but you
i’ll reach out to take your hand
but you’ve worn my hands down
eroded the flesh and the bone
like the smooth pebbles that form the bed of a river
but i don’t mind
because as i kneel on the shores of this lake
below the dark stormy skies
i’ll watch you disappear into the rolling grey clouds
and wait for the tides to drag me away
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