Tuesday, July 19, 2011

For The First Time.

Right here under these stars,
A few seasons ago,
I tied this thread around your wrist,
Watching you smile then, melted my bones.
I fell on my knees,
Breathing like its for the last time,
Until I know you're mine.
Looking right at you,
Like its for the last time,
For the first time, I held your hand,
Different from every other way,
That night you shined through the fire,
In my eyes, savouring every look,
Every smile, and every laugh.
For the first time,
I love you,
With a hand in yours, matching my smile to yours,
Fearing for it to fade,
Under the bridge, as the rain poured down.
Next to the sea that ran,
To the bottom of the river,
Deeper than my love, It couldn't have been.
For the first time,
I felt your heartbeat, smiling to you.
Seasons later, we're still here,
And the river's no more.

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