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By little soldier Date: 2007 Mar 08 Comment on this Work [[2007.03.08.14.00.20653]] |
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Trembling with each look Your mere voice touching the deepest hours of my years -- the touch itself overwhelming new unknown unexplainable. It is not the touch of skin to skin, nor the touch of heart to heart, no -- this is another. And I walked away because you never acknowledged, you never inquired, you never took the honest steps to see me as I am without your fingers playing my strings. I regret every action, every confusion -- childlike and lovestruck. Yes, the insanity was piercing and blinding. But I shall never regret finding out that you and i exist in a story of a book with blank pages, in a world you are still unable to decode. Every angel following you was sent at my command. Every moment of grace and revelation was empowered by my dance of silent swears of love. Hate can not exist for then I shall disappear, and I fear your existance without my unconditional divine love. It's funny because it arrived to me yesterday, this same thought, to let you be finally alone and in the cold for every lifetime for this lifetime... without my thoughts on you, caressing you, loving you, holding you. Can you see anything? The binding is your own wish -- it has always been at your command. |