You linger in dark places
clinging to my memories
like cobwebs long forgotten
in the corners of my mind
You haunt me in the sunshine
pieces of you passing by
shades of blue outside my door
but there's never enough time.
A snapshot in the palm tree
or underneath a country road
a lifetime in the cemetery
with the real world left behind.
An evening in another country
without ever leaving ground
endless walking, holding hands
time stands still, our souls entwined.
You linger in dark places
forging brand new memories
and grant me hope for brighter days
of you and me defined.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Dark Places
Posted by Sarah Newton at 2:07 PM
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