Monday, September 10, 2012

Intangibles

I am sand between your fingers
You are wind blowing my hair
You try so hard to hold me close
I barely notice you are there
You want to shake me, I can feel it
You stomp the sand but it just moves
Then you notice it supports you
Silly sand is so confused
I truly love you, please believe me
If I could touch you, I could share
When I can't find you, I'm barely breathing
Then I notice you're my air

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