Love, Life, and Loss
we lie like sunday rain, forming in pools on the ground,
our bodies sway in the breeze, our footsteps make no sound,
drops of dew stream, across the open leaves,
and light fills the seems, of the cracks upon the streets,
your mind forms paintings, of love life and loss,
and your heart feels yearning, for all that you forgot.
Copyright © G P | Year Posted 2008
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