Ripple PoolThe Poetry of Justin
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Saturday, August 05, 2006

Another sleepless thought...

 
Me and Her
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Why can't I talk to you?
Why is it that's holding me back?
The chilling song of love,
or the thunder of loss?
You don't realize,
every little thing you do,
makes me fall,
fall deeper in love with you.
The simple locking of hands,
or kiss apon the cheek;
more than just signs of affection,
they make mine and your connection.

-Justin B.

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