Because it is you
Because it is me
No other reason but to be
nothing to do but
Look in to your eyes,
laugh.
Look into your eyes,
smile.
Miss your presence through every breath
savouring the lightest touch
memorising the slightest glance.
the wanting, the longing
like watching the candle light climb down
the denial, the masking
like walking through a ghost of a spirit
like never seeing what there is to feel
keep going keep going,
through this road called life;
Keep going keep going,
learn to let go.
reaching out to touch life
reaching out to feel
but with a touch, it fades
... it was never real.
2 comments:
I thought I'd like the poem to start w 'look into your eyes...' cuz that line caught my attention more
especially love these parts:
Miss your presence through every breath
savouring the lightest touch
memorising the slightest glance.
and the likening of denial w walking through ghost of a spirit.
thanks gal.
Hmm.. you have a good point there about where it should start :D
HAHA! I like those parts too 'cause tis true :P
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