calming my heartbeat
your voice is so soft
your touch is warm
it decreasing an anger in me
start from unconsciousness
climbing to high mountain of fear
many years I must survive
to find you
finally I touch your lips again
finally I hold your hands
like years ago
Running like a storm,
flying like a jet plane,
I almost forget all tears
...........................now I believe tomorow is ours.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
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