Friday, August 22, 2008

Slipping

The best thing that ever happened
Slipping through my fingers
Blew away, out of sight, grip
Faster than I could react
Or understand the intentions
There was one thing upon which
I thought I could rely
There was only one thing
I ever truly wanted
To entangle my consciousness
My soul, my being, my everything
To inspire and perspire with
Beneath the gray blue skies
The best thing that ever happened
Slipped away while I slept
And although I never knew regret
I am now beyond reason
And my soul no longer guides me
I sense that there is something
Within me which is missing...
Something I cannot name
Slipping away

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