Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Ever Missed



When they meet

If they met

If words

Were never spoken

Could they pass

If bodies pressed

Would hearts

Be never broken

Time would say

If it may

If lips

Were never kissed

That such pain

Lived in shame

For love

That's ever missed.

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