Just one time by Keith D AllisonTo know the light
blank these lines I write
like the heart
oh the heart
with no breath at all
empty arms
just can't
find the warmth
The fantasies
illusions growing cold
her eyes
the warmth the painted lips
disappearing
as a dream awoken
The salt from the eyes
turn not back
for time does pass
soon the name engraved in stone
till the last breath has it path
like the soul
the heart does rave
the warmth that satisfies
just one time
06/01/2012 Posted on 06/01/2012 Copyright © 2024 Keith D Allison
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