Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Desert

I held in my hands
All the love from my heart
Let it sift slowly through my fingers
Like water
Raining down upon you
Until my hands were empty
Until my skin was dry
I could see drops caught in your eyelashes
Taste them on your lips

And still you told me
You were living in a drought.
No one could save you.
--2.18.14

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