the sincerity in your eyes is washing me offshore <br />mumbling as we touch the unspoken word <br />the meaning had been left to rot in past days <br />and in clouded skies <br /> <br />i reach for you <br />in teary eyes i wait <br /> <br />short lasting moments are running like a trance <br />goodbyes are sweet if it's not going to last <br />waiting for that wandering footprints to end here at my side <br />where im looking for the traces and the leftovers <br /> <br />so i merge crowded picture frames and chained the moments that you were here <br />chasing shadows to nowhere <br /> <br />but then again maybe there is hope for my sadness to lead me to your grace-sharing shade <br /> <br />til then i'll be sheltered from the running time <br />grown old with a wishful heart <br />a promise kissed a thorn on my chest<br /><br />comatose<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-promise-16/
