20 fevereiro, 2006

...ReCaLLinG...


...ReCaLLinG...

It feels like for ever
the last time you hold me in your arms
and said you loved me
But still a fresh memory
the last time you hold me tight
like you were afraid that I'd go away

The joy in your eyes
Every time you hugged me
The fear in you soul
Every time you had to let go

You looked deep into my eyes
and protected me
like I was the most precious thing in the world
Like a fragile flower
a beautiful flower
that you wanted to see glow

So you’d just seat there, looking
and then you’d approach, smiling
and hold my hands between yours
And put your arms around me
And hold me tight so I could see
that you cared about me

That your eyes weren’t lying
You had a joyful glow around you
that would only come with my presence
An aura that protected me
and made me the most precious



by: nesS

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