Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Walking Away

Whiff of Cold Air
As You open the Door and walk Out
I look
From the Window
Your arms crossed
Lost in thought
walking away from me.
I want to open the window
and ask you to stay.
Come sit down with me
Tell me all that you have been through
I need to know
The Fire that burns inside me is strange
It does not consume me
It just smolders on and on.

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