Tuesday, July 12, 2011

His hands slipped away

He whispers hope and desire to my ears.
I pulled him close so I could share his dreams.
The tingling inside my stomach bursted into tears.
I guess reality is nothing like what it seems.

He took me higher and I never looked down.
We walked hand in hand and the road was so long.
Rest assured he would never let me frown.
It felt so good, It felt so right, but it was so wrong.

He touched my soul and his smile was my home.
I could make it through each night by hearing his voice.
I would follow his footsteps all the way to Rome.
His hands slipped away, but it could have been my choice.


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