13 May 2011

Chapters Unread

Tonight in my bed
Her head on my chest
Nothing left unsaid
Could we be this blessed?
No chapter left unread
Joy and sorrow confessed

She’s bruised but not broken.
I’m tattered not torn.
Only love can be spoken.

Each breath whispers a pledge,
A promise in each sigh.
Arm in arm we walk this edge,
Avoiding the perils we spy.
Hand in hand leap from the ledge
Aside ‘til our last goodbye

She’s bruised but not broken.
I’m tattered not torn.
Only love can be spoken.

Did our stars finally align?
We may finally get our dance.
After a night of wine,
We rewrite our romance;
The past is far behind
Moving forward and not by chance

She’s bruised but not broken.
I’m tattered not torn.
Only love can be spoken.

She’s bruised but not broken.
I’m tattered not torn.
Only love can be spoken.

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