Thursday, December 26, 2013

The Light Takes Time

Sometimes the wind sweeps
Through my skin, rekindling
Memories of back when

We used to talk
And laugh at smoke
Billowing through
Our hollow halls
As time danced on
Our faded floor
Hand-in-hand with
Everything we knew before

Sometimes the Sun
Bleaches the boards
That pave my porch
And it reminds me that
The light takes time
The light takes time
To fade the scars
Of weathered hearts

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