the comfort of this world eludes me.
the rocks cannot be pillows for my head anymore.
the soil is too cold to to contain me bellow.
the ocean in all its beauty is a fading jewel.
and the sun burns my skin.
how I long to go home.
wrap your arms around me.
warm my skin so sweetly.
speak words of love to me.
fill my empty parts
fill my empty parts
Monday, March 3, 2008
empty parts
Posted by Kimberly Robin at 3:55 PM
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This can be so familiar sometimes.
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