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Where Have You Been??
Where have you been since you left
me hollow trembling, stumbling to the asphalt too pick myself up without your hand too bare?
Where did your soul flow when it emptied me of the blood that breathed you?
Where did your path cross again with mine and my life start anew again?
I knew you long ago you stole my heart, had flowers in your tresses and then nothing, you left, I shook in the staggering effects of losing you...me..
Where have you been while I wasted away?
My eyes are slowly losing sight in professional opinion but eyesight isn't needed to see your own soul and that left when life failed you and thus I failed you too.
The reflection of my heart, the holder of all that lived of me... you when you waltzed by, smiled and stole my heart, when I and you became connected, the seam holding our pieces together, every part of us forming as one brilliant masterpiece, the only perfection the world could ever hold....no camera could show me us, but my heart it beats again and thus I see...you...me..
You return with the words I lost when I lost you...
Where have you been my love?
Reunification like magic has brought you back to me.
But too what cause? To what relief?
So that when I hear you, feel you taste you, I see you and long ever still ? Must I play a thief in this new fortress and steal you when you all ready belong to me?My mind allows me to have you...your with him?...no V we only ever really belonged as we.
Must I be forever made to imagine what we should have been, if fate hadn't been a bitch and absorbed your last breath leaving only two corpses?
When will we be?? Reunited when my time is nearly gone, will you then be left to wonder when we meet again...
Where have you been??
Where have you been my love?
Why come back to me if only to admire...if only to imagine....
What we should be?
I see blind because my heart is you, my pen, my ink is you! I feel your smile on my skin as I walk in the sun it kisses me skin...my lips and I draw you from afar to always hold your soul to my lips.
me hollow trembling, stumbling to the asphalt too pick myself up without your hand too bare?
Where did your soul flow when it emptied me of the blood that breathed you?
Where did your path cross again with mine and my life start anew again?
I knew you long ago you stole my heart, had flowers in your tresses and then nothing, you left, I shook in the staggering effects of losing you...me..
Where have you been while I wasted away?
My eyes are slowly losing sight in professional opinion but eyesight isn't needed to see your own soul and that left when life failed you and thus I failed you too.
The reflection of my heart, the holder of all that lived of me... you when you waltzed by, smiled and stole my heart, when I and you became connected, the seam holding our pieces together, every part of us forming as one brilliant masterpiece, the only perfection the world could ever hold....no camera could show me us, but my heart it beats again and thus I see...you...me..
You return with the words I lost when I lost you...
Where have you been my love?
Reunification like magic has brought you back to me.
But too what cause? To what relief?
So that when I hear you, feel you taste you, I see you and long ever still ? Must I play a thief in this new fortress and steal you when you all ready belong to me?My mind allows me to have you...your with him?...no V we only ever really belonged as we.
Must I be forever made to imagine what we should have been, if fate hadn't been a bitch and absorbed your last breath leaving only two corpses?
When will we be?? Reunited when my time is nearly gone, will you then be left to wonder when we meet again...
Where have you been??
Where have you been my love?
Why come back to me if only to admire...if only to imagine....
What we should be?
I see blind because my heart is you, my pen, my ink is you! I feel your smile on my skin as I walk in the sun it kisses me skin...my lips and I draw you from afar to always hold your soul to my lips.
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