Monday, April 15, 2013

"On The Edge"


“On The Edge”

By Anglia Emmendorfer

 

If dreams were made to come true

 

Then darling you were not there.

Reaching out in the night

To feel your warmth

Listening to your breathes

Kissing your warmth

Ever so gently

You in your dreams

Laying next to you

Yearning for your sweet arms

Around me.

Realizing this is not True Love.

My body quivers for the love

You are not able to share.

The feeling of falling

Deep into the night.

Chants unheard vibrates

Within my soul.

On the edge of night

Is better then the fall.
 

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