Monday, June 18, 2012

Random Poetry

I wrote this on the notepad of my iPhone the other day.

I sat there and waited ...
Waited for you to come back,
But I never saw your face.

The long, dusty road stretched out before me,
Its length snaking through the trees,
My line to you ... but you're not there.

Please come back to me.

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