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I could fill a dozen albums
with the pictures you've given me-
painted with words
and unheard music,
tied with a ribbon
woven of longing like silk.
My mind unwraps them at night,
and they flow through my dreams
in an unending stream-
a waterfall of smiles
and laughter,
and a touch I've never felt.
I watch them go by as I listen
to every song you ever sang to me
playing on a far-away radio,
and the thick syrup sound
of your voice in my ear-
and I wonder if you know
that I store every word in my heart,
making it swell so much
I find it hard to breathe.
But morning comes-
it's time to put them away.
And as I close the cover,
my fingers trace the word written there,
and I wonder how four letters
could hold so much-
hope.
with the pictures you've given me-
painted with words
and unheard music,
tied with a ribbon
woven of longing like silk.
My mind unwraps them at night,
and they flow through my dreams
in an unending stream-
a waterfall of smiles
and laughter,
and a touch I've never felt.
I watch them go by as I listen
to every song you ever sang to me
playing on a far-away radio,
and the thick syrup sound
of your voice in my ear-
and I wonder if you know
that I store every word in my heart,
making it swell so much
I find it hard to breathe.
But morning comes-
it's time to put them away.
And as I close the cover,
my fingers trace the word written there,
and I wonder how four letters
could hold so much-
hope.
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Late night ramblings are the best types ... I love this ...