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I miss you from beyond that great bank of clouds that once floated closer to you than now to me. absence is as the world gets longer and dark settles like tar engulfing me whole. but I can hear love from some vast distance it comes whispered by wind brushed branches, and in the crumbled crunch of dry fallen leaves. life can be as simple as a tiny blue flower being buzzed by a bee. no matter how long or dark the hour When I remember your eyes and your smile the sun returns to play within me for a while. and everything fades back into view until the dream of a kiss meets the reality of your lips |
:)| Posted on 2013-11-19 00:00:00 | by Blue Monk | [ Reply to This ] | I agree.. very beautiful and I love the title too. | | Posted on 2013-11-18 00:00:00 | by lynn7 | [ Reply to This ] | Beautiful | | Posted on 2013-10-12 00:00:00 | by Teofila | [ Reply to This ] | Reality's kiss cannot match the sweetness of the dream? Or is this the inability of today's hopes to overcome yesterday's nostalgia? | | Posted on 2013-10-12 00:00:00 | by rws | [ Reply to This ] | |