Nov 27, 2007 16:32
h o l d m y h a n d .
Together sitting
still and soundless
waiting...
Sadness rains
wet tears
lingering...
Hands grasp hers
tight and warm
breathless...
“I’m sorry.”
whispers like wind
finally...
Tears forgotten
she is content
completed...
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