It was the silence and the fleeting desire,
Your parted lips.
Hushing away denials..
When the truth becomes a rope,
And running faucets couldn't quench the thirst,
And all the broken mirrors couldn't make you stay.
We were birds..
I have laid you down to touch your face,
And kissed your head to your toe,
You are a song without words,
Dragging... dragging me to your world,
But I could not make you stay.
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