Sunday, December 14, 2003

Time Heals all Wounds

I haven't cried a tear
since your hand touched mine.
My eyes have been dry
since your fingers crossed that line.
Even my watch is stuck
in that moment of time,
It's own hands
will tell the story
of the moment that yours touched mine.
My luck that it's frozen,
the watch stopped,
but just in the moment
my heart started.
How can I cry
for the lost time?
My tears won't fall,
knowing that your hand touched mine.

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