Sunday, 4 July 2010

Do you

Do you remember the night we fell?
Do you?

An unsteady platform of a grave we both refused to be part of.
A light from the dark, a safety from the hunger of the wolves

Do you remember?

The first night we fell, we touched souls, and we knew.
What had gone before was obliterated, everything we thought we knew, we didn't.

Until our lips first touched we knew nothing.

We locked eyes, we locked fingers, we locked hearts and we never looked back.

Do you remember?

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