Late Love

December 17, 2007
he speaks
my heart achs, crys
i feel hopelessly alone...
a light shines on my
soul i smile
for i am not
broken anymore
i amble on the pink
clouds holding my mate
then we jump
into the silver moon

and melt away...

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