Post by mfwilkie on Jun 10, 2008 8:18:31 GMT -5
strikes, and your heart cries out for a mercy,
begging the inevitable to let the years pass
as planned, to let love have its voice, its eye-
to-eye, hand to cheek affirmations of intimacy.
That everything happens for a reason is not
something a heart without its purpose finds
easy to believe.
begging the inevitable to let the years pass
as planned, to let love have its voice, its eye-
to-eye, hand to cheek affirmations of intimacy.
That everything happens for a reason is not
something a heart without its purpose finds
easy to believe.
