quarta-feira, 22 de abril de 2015

Poesia (22.6)

Find Me

My hands ran again
As fast as the wind
But could not cover my mouth
Nor my eyes.

I missed you for a second,
All the wrongs,
My rights...

Then I’m here
Crying my way through the drizzling night,
Craving our names
Into the back of my bed
Where I’d see us
While I sleep.

Your happy face,
Your cute little smile
Celebrating.
I do hope you have found
A warm place
Where you are to ride along
With your dreams.

Happy I am
For you,
Cannot for me yet I be
Shall happiness I am to find
In seeing myself
Alone.
Just I.

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