Saturday, November 12, 2011

sonnet one

my eyes travel the roads
that you walked on, as you
took that last look and held
and kissed me the last time

the lifetime we swore to
keep hasn’t ended, as it starts
everyday we breathe and
every time i whisper your

name to the wind, i know
i haven’t understood everything
but this heart will never

lack the attempt to continue
searching for your face and
see the same faith that got us this far.

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