Monday, September 25, 2006

The sound of white

It's been a while without you in my reach,
the only time I've touched you is in my sleep.

But time has changed nothing at all -
you're still the only one that feels like home.
I've tried cutting the ropes,
tried letting go but you're still the only one
that feels like home.

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