Encounters Met
By sidewinder
Promises held by a touch, How does it feel to hide beyond the illusion? Encounters met by the hello's and in that distance a goodbye make the roads that we travel just a wee bit closer, So in the marrow a yesterday touches on those secret wishes, And in your laughter a doorway opens to an afterthought that contrasts in silence, Immaculate in concepts forsworn in it's completeness. May 7, 1999Written January 17th, 2002 © on Jan 17 2002 05:53 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn other
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