AngelsWings09

In times of war Will you hear my call? Will you come to me When I need you? Will you hold me tight When I'm feeling weak? Tell me, what will be In times of war?

I see a beginning and an end clasped within the lines of your palms, echoing in the ripples of your irises; I remember the apricot april morning stumbling over your outstretched legs in the park which I had never seen as anything more than a cut-through, but my life changed course and the park became a destination and I still don’t know when I noticed that I was waking up twenty minutes earlier just to talk to you before work, just to hear your lilting voice flow through my ears and fill my mouth with ideas; And I remember the dew drops kissing my feet when you convinced me that it was practically illegal to wear shoes in june