Monday, March 30, 2015


A dark gloomy day and no light,
A warm fuzzy ray of sunlight.
This feeling I cannot describe,
Touch me like the breeze, I cannot hide.

I see those gentle fingers play those strings,
I lose myself in a pool of whims.
This warmth I cannot describe,
Touch me like the sun, I cannot hide.

I hide beneath layers of protection
You sing to me, you break them open
This weakness I cannot describe,
Touch me with those hands, I  cannot hide.

Those strings tie us in some way
Please stay near me, I pray
Don't complain, don't fight, don't love, don't speak,
But don't leave, just hold my hand
This craving I cannot describe,
Touch my soul, I cannot hide.

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