Wednesday, 2 October 2013

if you only knew...

If you only knew
That the resurrection was not surreal
Those words that need not be spoken
A hope I'd still die for

A love I'd still lie for
But indecisive are the literary devices
Not sure which is worthy enough to clearly exemplify the feelings
To aptly describe the healing
To accurately capture the meaning of shy stares
But who cares? The El dorado in your eyes still glares
Memories are criminals of my sleepless nights
Roaming on my trained lips are those thoughts of you
Robbing me of peace of mind
Stealing pieces of time
Seconds are all I have to say all I can in forbidden stares
A love for which I cared
A heart to you I gave

If you only knew
That the resurrection started with your stare...

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