Sunday, February 02, 2014

Push and pull

We simply must say.
We really do,
our tall fair skin
gliding down the frosty layer
shimmering down the golden door.

Here I wait,
and wait I shall.
For I do not know until you come out.

I will wait and wait until our tall
fair skin can meet again.

But heres a question
I dare to ask,
What would you do
if i slammed the door in front of your face
when you meant no harm?

Sad? Devastated?
Ha! Sadly,
those weren't what I felt.

I simply forgot all our memories
Only leaving a bright light only in my vision.

Now it's your turn to guide me
like how I tried guiding you.

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