battygirl's Diary Page...

Tangled

I put my hands on the table after you
I drink from your half empty glass
I sit in your still warm chair

I try and signal you but I am a candle at
noon.. I call to you but I am a snowflake
in the sea..

Please don't go anywhere without me
I want to be in your shadow
want to taste your food..
A hundred emotions tangled like
hair ..and trivial words..


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