At 1:12 I Found You

At 1:12 I found you
Met you halfway
And started a tradition
To last a lifetime
I truly knew you
Sitting there in the dark
Frozen by a placid pond
And walking and talking 
And talking and walking
Expanding my mind
With your thoughts and beliefs
Holding my hands to warm me
Leaving your own hands 
To feel like ice
And now, here I am
Alone
It’s 6:18
But I wish it was 1:12
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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