Life In Fuschia...

~*Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter - Martin Luther King Jr.*~

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Love.

Laying in a safe place, opening up wounds.
Trying to figure out meanings, trying to figure out the you.
I know you and you know me, I think I see the way.
That leads to the place where your soul meets mine...

1 Comments:

  • At 6:22 PM, Blogger awake1234 said…

    If you do not see me
    know Im still there
    If you do not feel me
    know I still care
    For the bonds we share
    by the scars we bare
    the slight imperfections
    In love were a pair~

     

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