Tuesday, February 7, 2012

imagined


memories slip away ,
time falls from the sky ,
dreams  trusted to a friend,
turn to gold in the heart of lovers ,
tears torn from what might have been,
wet the ground of the soul for something
more beautiful than  ever imagined
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