It was not in the way your eyes lit up the darkest night, for I - TopicsExpress



          

It was not in the way your eyes lit up the darkest night, for I have never seen the deep blues or stars they possess, yet, I have seen the most beautiful part of your soul. Nor was it in the way our hands fused together like melting plastic in an open fire, because I have never been given the gift of feeling the hot rush of your warm skin beneath my cold fingers. Instead it was in the silent stirrings of a tangled alphabet that touched me someplace even deeper. And the way those words dripped sweet- landing softly upon lined paper- like honey onto the hungriest of hearts, causing me to love you sight unseen. You fill the emptiest part of me... and I am not ashamed.
Posted on: Mon, 17 Jun 2013 01:32:20 +0000

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