Step to step, toe-to-toe,
That's how we would go.
And wonder how it would be,
To have your heart, close to me.
To have it close, within my hand.
The power to cradle or crush, withstand.
To sing, oh sing of your eyes that hold stories, secrets true.
That loved me back then.
That loved me 'til my hands were sore,
That loved me 'til my heart was raw.
To sing, oh sing of your lies that held me, secrets true.
That tangled me; that loved me less.
Your words, your motions that held me to your chest.
To hold your hand, imprint against imprint,
Exchanging lives, exchanging ties, creating bond.
That breathed "I love you" on your last dying breath.
The words that lasted, the words that lingered,
Moving me back to where I remain.
Here I will be, forever amen.








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sometimes it's hard to let go of what's behind you, when you don't know what lies ahead. believe me when I say: the truth really does set you free. ROMANS 10:9-10, JOHN 3:17
Roses are red, violets are blue. In Soviet Russia, poem writes you. ;D
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Mrs. Tennant
Hippie; gonna join the Love revolution and change the world a bit at a time.
Please donate to help the people in Haiti. There is still much work to be done; [link]
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Life is ok. I have a job, it's ok. Bores me muchly. But it is money!
I plan on going on a travelling stint after this job contract finishes up.
What about you?
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Mrs. Tennant
Hippie; gonna join the Love revolution and change the world a bit at a time.
Please donate to help the people in Haiti. There is still much work to be done; [link]
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haha yess, I don't have much of that!
ooh wow, scary huh? then u will be thrusted out into the real world!! o.O
haha ur silly.
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Mrs. Tennant
Hippie; gonna join the Love revolution and change the world a bit at a time.
Please donate to help the people in Haiti. There is still much work to be done; [link]