Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Even Though
even though
our hands have never touched
skin on skin, fingers playing gentle games
our eyes have never looked
upon the crystal hues of longing
our lips never met
in the passions of a lover's embrace
our breath, never mixed
in the words of the early dawn
even though
i know you
-Theo
Posted by: Theophany at 10:20 PM
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even though
our hands have never touched
skin on skin, fingers playing gentle games
our eyes have never looked
upon the crystal hues of longing
our lips never met
in the passions of a lover's embrace
our breath, never mixed
in the words of the early dawn
even though
i know you
-Theo
Labels: poetry
Posted by: Theophany at 10:20 PM
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