Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Behind Open Curtains

the strands of hair across your face some how tell me what's awaiting behind their wall.
so much to give, so much wasted with the heartache taken forcefully.
 reaching through to the parts we block for purpose or non, their barricades,
 torn down. Never to know, now your left to wonder,
wish,& dream.
December 2007

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