This one is for you
They are all for you
Do I even have to say it?
These poems are not mine, they are yours
They are not to you, they are of you
Not only on this day but every day
Not only in this lifetime but in the next one too
These are not sentences, they are maps
They are not blindfolds, they are windows
They are not clouds, they are stones
They are not intentions, they are gifts
This one is for you
They are all for you
And I will never leave out
what I’m too afraid to say
Love redeems everything
I know this much is true
My song remains the same
and I sing it only for you
Beautiful. Nice way to start the holiday weekend. :)
ReplyDeleteyour words are perfect little stones skipping across the abyss of time... I'm jealous of you... in a loving way. Have a wondrous independence day with rockets in the skies sparkling in your eyes:)
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