Wednesday, April 24, 2013

'Read Between the Lines': My 'Pomes'

Somewhere, at some point, where the horizons form, and the earth meets the skies;
Somewhere, far far away, where the shores meet, beyond the sight of the eyes;
There is love between two hearts unaware that beat as one,
Like how the dormant embers keep the fire alive, Like how water flows beneath frozen sheath of ice, There is love between two hearts unaware that beat as one,
There is moisture in a rock made of stone that needs to unearthed, and the candle needs a flame to melt it down,
Love that is blind, And not seen,
Love that whispers, And is not heard,
Love that speaks not, And yet is said...

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