Take my hand love, <br />lets travel these bricks <br />to an Oz that we will never find. <br />After all, the unknown of our journey <br />will be our only happiness <br />when this all comes to an end. <br />but what defines the end… <br />when the only breaths we take, <br />are those to keep our eyes awake <br />for another breath to beat <br />with this thing inside my chest? <br />And as we step this road with our feet, <br />we will step again and again and again. <br />Until our arches beneath begin to ache <br />or our toes may potentially bleed… <br />will you stay carelessly with me? <br /> <br />Take my heart love, <br />let's paint this path with shades of red, <br />that have silently spilled out from <br />the crayon boxes within our chests; <br />because you make me feel like a little boy. <br />We can be too young for love <br />or too old to live much longer; <br />either way, I desire to die in your arms. <br />But what defines death… <br />when a heart stopping, <br />only means a last breath; <br />because the soul of our love <br />will live on and on and on. <br /> <br />Take my everything love, <br />because in love, we musk risk everything. <br />Just let me stare into those eyes, <br />until we close them together forever. <br />And I will define forever… <br />it's the present, it's the past, and it's the future. <br />It's the living life and dying death <br />and it's the beauty of an endless clock, <br />who's hands say that time means nothing.<br /><br />Michael Biondi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-lets-walk-together/
