Two Separate Parts of One
An angry heart lashed for bone,
stripping a wounded souls protection.
Silence, the key to forever,
listen to the nothing, love lingers.
Tombstone memories wrapped,
cradled in angel's wings, smiling.
Warm afternoons of laughter, wonderful,
walk with me and gather pine cones.
Dance upon the fall of autumn leaves,
sheer moments of joy remembered.
Passionate kisses still wet my lips,
the taste of loves breath feeds desire.
Living, two parts of the same whole, lost,
let us bring the pieces home together.
Once complete, happiness will return,
no longer a need for angst or depression.
Just the gentle caress of a lovers touch.....
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