Post by amongthethorns on Jun 6, 2013 13:57:38 GMT -5
I stand here alone.
Still able to smell you in the air.
Not long ago I held you.
Not long ago you were here.
I reach, but nothing
I taste, only to be disappointed with stale cold air.
It's your touch that will release me from my cold prison.
Your touch that brings me back to life, like a never ending sunset
I long for my release.
Still able to smell you in the air.
Not long ago I held you.
Not long ago you were here.
I reach, but nothing
I taste, only to be disappointed with stale cold air.
It's your touch that will release me from my cold prison.
Your touch that brings me back to life, like a never ending sunset
I long for my release.