Tuesday, December 3, 2013

For What It's Worth...

Though all our timing had been off, our circumstances met.
In both our eyes, we trivialized our pasts and futures, set.

And yet the calmest sleep I slept was in your arms that night.
Through pain and fear, to have you near turned every wrong to right.

If possible to recreate that moment. Know, I would.
But truth be told, the memory's old and lost with all that's good.

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