Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter

Monday, April 19, 2004

Can't Forget

Digging deep,
ever deep through the surface,
try and find your windows
to the world.

Oh, and how you delve higher,
penetrating deeper still,
whispering to me
your intentions.

This is what makes you
the shadow that takes my breath.
It's the voice that stops my heart,
the one thing that leaves me shaken
and calling your name when I stumble.
I can't forget.

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