Saturday, August 11, 2012

New Spark

Living day-to-day, the hurt always ragged on the edge of memory
Meeting someone, a kindred soul moving through life the same
A dance, laughter as the night falls away ever so quickly
A chance, can the heart be opened just a bit for a new friend
Soft blowing, tickles an ear and then a smile that melts the wall a bit
Looking forward, not back to the pains that will ever remain

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