Without You

June 2, 2014

Legs. Become weak
Stomach. Feels a swarm
Eyes. Start to leak
Skin. No longer warm

Ears. Hear various rings
Feet. Start to wonder
Voice. No longer sings
Mind. Begins to ponder

Arms. Reach to touch
Heart. Becomes whole
Lips. Simply brush
You. Fill the soul

Life. Without you turns the world cold
Laughter. Just seems pointless and old
Love. Controls this crazy ride
I. Am whole when you’re by my side

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