29 January, 2011

Plea

I see worry
darken your beautiful warm face
little lines of anxiousness
crease your smile
you're saying the right words
but your eyes plead me to walk away.

Leave me to my solitude, 
let me walk with my shadow.

I watch your hands
nervously wringing each other
They stop themselves
from reaching out.
You look at me look at you
The mirror to your torment. 

Let us walk alone awhile,
Stay close enough to call out to. 

3 comments:

  1. A new anon12:30 am

    kyun?

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  2. Anonymous1:02 am

    A like your writing. A lot, in fact.

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