Thursday, February 24, 2011

I feel her pain
It's in her tone
The tenseness
Of her body
Anger soaking
Her every word
I want to take her
In my arms
I want to hold her
Until every drop
Falls out
Until she sheds
Every tear
That's been filling her heart
For too many years
Soak them up with a sponge
I want to love her
Until she can love herself
So I open my heart
Focus my love and
I send it over the airwaves
A direct shot into her
Collapsing veins
I want to watch her bloom
Into the most vibrant
Flower the gardener
Has ever seen.

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