Monday, December 14, 2009

my lullaby.

i've become so familiar with the taste of salt,
catching your tears on my lips.
you're the most beautiful at your weakest,
it takes my breath away.
i can't speak, so i'll sing to you
because you are my lullaby,
a dream so sweet
softly whispering through my sleep.
yes, i will sing for you,
if you'll only listen.

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