Friday, June 27, 2014

Shir Poetry: A Million Lives

If I could live a million lives
One thing would stay the same.
A common thread among the themes-
The echo of a name.

No matter how, or when, or where,
Beginning, middle, end-
The only thing I'd want to keep
Is life with my best friend.

To feel their every feeling,
To hold them with my heart,
To feel that phantom longing
When our bodies are apart.

If nothing ever mattered,
If life was but a day,
I'd wake each morning in their arms
And die each night that way.

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