Promise
By natb17
You come to me now offering warm smiles and careful hands Oblivious to the fact that they say we're too young At this point all is our keepsake Resting preciously untouchable in the multitude of their sticks and stones ...and I love you. While hours consume our minutes and days consume the hours, weeks consume our days and months consume our weeks You remain as an everlasting soulmate, consuming my life and my dreams... So here you are for a second time Offering your promises to my worshipping face ...and I love you too... Written March 19th, 2002 © on Mar 18 2002 03:33 PM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"You come to me now offering warm smiles and careful hands..."