By somedaysoon
Date: 2002 Jul 09
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With Icy Fingers

I tumbled into a well last week
      Doubt pooled around my ankles
      Lonliness coated walls of fear
      Our love; the bright sky above me
you called- I began to climb
      slipping on whatifs, I fell back
"I will love you forever"
      I reach, touch, slip through your fingers.
I am clinging to the side of a well
above me is the warmth of our love.