Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Where You Hid

"I will whisper your name to the cracks in the canyon rocks,
and you will know this is heaven, knowing that someone will always remember your irises,
and where you hid your love letters, 
and why you could never speak in anything but short sentences


you will hear our whispered phone calls, our intwined I love you's, 
and their softness will weigh down on you."

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