Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Delicate

Our eyes meet
our slight smile greet.
but we remain hidden
reality forbidden.

I listen close
for your music plays in my ears.
Tears swell in the rims of my eyes
yet I swallow back down the guilt

You mean so much
for if we could touch
I'd never let go
I promise you so

I'm scared
almost too shy
to look deep into your eyes
and reveal something so.. delicate
delicate

the word whispers in my ear
and I swear to you, I hear
every last note
your melody is my antidote.


So why'd you fill my sorrow
with the words you borrowed
from the only place that you've known.
Why'd you sing hallelujah
if it means nothing to you
why'd you sing with me at all?

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