Lost once but seen again...
in between the lines once read by you,
written by another soul
expressing the loneliness felt by a heart
grieving in a loss for something that was never really there.
One heart
aching to be heard by the beat of its confidant match,
longing to play together as a major progression does
representing a sound
of pure and blissful innocence...
I know that soul, those eyes, that progression...
I remember the truth and realness of it all...
and so I wait a bit longer
until the lines I continue to read in between are no longer blurred.
26 May 2010
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