Archive for June 4th, 2004

04JunPoem time with Ed - October 11th, 2000

Walking down a field of glass
to get to you my love.
You don’t trust me,
but who does?

When the sun comes up,
I’ll be gone.

You’ll look, but will never find me.

My love for you, has ties
that will never be broken,
like a song that never ends,
my love is undieing


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