Monday, 14 April 2014
Its Me ....................
IT'S ME!!
It's me, she whispers quietly as she opens the door,
he was sitting at the table, his papers all around him,
the breeze scattering them in the wind,
as he looks up she's standing before him,
with laughter in her voice, as if challenging him
it's me she says again
I can see, he looks at her admiringly.
The wind is laden with rain
there's a storm coming says she,
she extends her hand taking his saying,
let's go on the river chase that storm away,
he looks at her as if she's just flipped,
chasing storms indeed,
she extends her hand she does not desist,
and hand in hand, they walk out into the storm
you've forgotten says she looking at him,
nothing's forgotten its there within the air
the light the stars your voice, then the silence,
am I really here! am I real?
Oh yes you are real, your not real, you are mine
But, but, why so many questions,
be with me, just be with me.
he stands holding her hand,
he's eyes never leaving hers,
I love melancholy, but not in your eyes,
he presses her hand it's still stormy out there,
it's been a long time; he begins its been a long time
since I've spoken of love, let me say once again,
before there's no returning, let there be,
let there be, let there be my words, like your whisper.
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