~a Word~

Ride these words
how they carry me
To places I yearn,
But won't ever be.

Mark these words
will they remind you
Of feelings you have
But try to subdue?

Count the days
as they pass on,
Some sparkling with glee
....some sparingly flee.

Live for me
longing for you,
Two never be
A word called, we.

sinnaminsun 2010

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