Mar 04, 2007 00:18
An epic stirs in the depths of my mind
Swirling just beyond my grasp
If you would but look into my eyes
If you could see within me
And I within you
If our hands could but touch
All else could sift away
But my life beats yet unaccompanied
And beneath my skin.
And you do not see.
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