Tuesday, September 27, 2011

The Years And The Wrinkles

Bathed in the light of moon
Soothing as the cold wind
Waiting for a glimpse of you
Standing miles away.

With every twist of fate
Waiting to be a part of you
To feel what it feels like
Two bodies and a soul.

To know that he knows
What you thinking and
That you know
What he thinks too.

And never get bored
Of looking at each other
No matter the hours, the days
The years & the wrinkles.

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