If only days were moments,
not just hours,minutes and seconds.
If only life is an experience,
not just breath,blood and bones.
If only love is life,
not just hugs,kisses and laughs.
If only a journey is a lesson,
not just walks,entries and exits.
If only a promise is a treasure,
not just words,voices and smiles.
If only a book is a soul,
not just covers,prints and papers.
If only a touch is love,
not just hair,lips and eyes.
If only your presence is felt,
not just birth,blank and death.
Friday, February 5, 2010
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