Friday, May 9, 2008


Tangled up in each other's hearts
Not daring to move forward or backward
For fear of strangling or falling,
We hold each other
Without touching.
We call to each other
Without words.
We dare not breathe.
We might tip our hands.
We might be weaker
Or out of control.
We pluck at each other's heartstrings
And play the bittersweet melody
Of Unfulfilled Love.

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