Wednesday, August 10, 2016

There will come a day

There will come a day, 
dearest, 
in the too near future, 
when I can no longer 
carry the burden of 
you. 
My arms tremble under you, 
and my back aches 
with the weight of your 
love. 
There will be a time 
when all I can carry 
is your heart 
in my heart, 
dearest. 
My arms will tremble 
no longer, 
and I will ache 
with the weight of 
passing time. 

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