Sunday, September 20, 2009

looking out, at closed windows, in a dark room.

God. The rythimic raindrops sings a tune that dances in my mind.
It's surprising how light the air feels despite the heaviness that presses down against me,
Even as it wraps around me, Air's icy fingers send chills down my spine,
Oh! If only it could lift the heaviness in my heart!


So chilly.. How I long for your touch to warm this frigid exterior of mine.
I want to melt in your embrace again.
I want to feel whole again.
But all I have now, is the heat of the tears that roll down this cheek of mine.


And as I curl under the safety of my comforter,
I wish that this rain will never stop.
And I will never wake again from my sleep,
Because there is where we meet, in my dreams.

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