Enclosed

Postage stamped from distant places
Beaten and blurred with tear stained traces
They live in a cardboard shoebox
Like the things found in Pandora's box
Despair and hopes of being one line of fate
Lack of control causing us to separate
Like butterfly wings that close and part
Once open but now a closed heart

Reading these letters brings back memories
Bringing me back to where I want to be
Back to where love was shown
In reality, a distant place you have flown
Gone like the passing seconds
Touched by unbreakable bonds
Forever in my heart you will remain
As one more tear leaves a stain

Prev Cyanide Kisses Home Next
Hosted by www.Geocities.ws

1