Sunday, January 31, 2010

24x7 I don't think of you

When dawn sets and as dusk awaits
When things go wrong
When luck shows its back
When the world frowns
When others get all the crowns
I miss you.

Tears flood my eyes, run down my cheeks
and with no hands to catch, drop to the ground
The wet pillow, the salty palms
Or the stained sleeves of my white shirt 
all remind me of your warm hugs
When dreams go astray
When the stupid, silly, fragile heart gets broken
When the smile gets inverted
I think of your soothing embrace. 



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