4/7/11

hold on to me

What was the word?
I heard it through the blankets--
your voice
silenced by your comfort.
I longed for clarity.
I sent messages
through my fingertips
to tell you.
Don't you know?
I'm growing out of you--
planted
long ago--
and my roots are needing water.
It's fatal to forget--
our
symbiotical love
needs
both of us.

photo via ~Li~






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