Saturday, July 26, 2014

MY OWN



It falls very near, reverberating
Deep down my heart
As I echo your voice

Do thee not stand close
In vicinity of hushed silence
Muffling my breath galore

Hold on, hold on
To my gainsay
Was that not thy reserve

Every blink
That I gather, towards
You detach me farther away

Still it falls very near
By my heart
To say thee my own

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