to hold closely that brief moment of joy you bring to me
is like cloaking oneself with a clear sheet of comfort that no one else could see
every creak of the floor is your voice
and every gentle whiff of air is your breath
hence i smile...and i couldn't stop smiling
with the thought of knowing you are all around me...
infinitely
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
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