You

by Iola   Jan 8, 2008


It's your voice calling
Eternally ringing in my ears if what I'm doing goes against my beliefs
It's my heart falling
Like Autumn's sweet reminders of what we did and didn't achieve

It's internal shocks
When I stand too close to the truth and stare you in the eyes
A breakage of blocks
Tearing through each and every hand-made disguise

It's a new dimension
When you find the existence of what only existed in fantasy
Without any intention
You softly awakens unknown forces from the deepest layers within me

It's a spinning pleasure
To change without too much difficulty into what I'm meant to be
You are such a treasure
Two pairs of eyes are opening at once and it's a different world we see

It's unheard off, this;
That angels still conspire to create what is beautiful and true
Impossible to resist
The very essence and existence of you

It's another me
That closes the lids of my eyes when your lips fall onto mine
There is more I can see
And it's determined by a very good friend called time

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