The One
By winking_tiger
Sun, 06 Nov 2011
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You are the dent
Still to be made in my mattress
The hand I will hold
Until my skin grows old
Yours is the smile
I will keep in mind
Whenever the day is hard
I will see only your eyes
When I close mine
Yours are the arms
That will catch me,
Hold me, protect me
Your voice will be my music
Your laugh my pink champagne
I will stay
For as long as you need me
I will be here.
You are the place already set at my table
You are the one.
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You are the dent Still to be
Permalink Submitted by Anne Shirley on
You are the dent
Still to be made in my mattress
Loved it, that line in paticular.
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