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Author: Hanzao
Fiction Rated: K - English - Romance/Poetry - Reviews: 1 - Published: 02-14-07 - Updated: 02-14-07 - Complete - id:2319832
I look at you and wonder if you see

All the emotions that course throughout me

I do not wish to complicate your life

Yet to say nothing cuts me like a knife

How do I tell you the way that I feel?

Words don’t come easy and I feel off keel

Honesty is best, to this I hold true

You inspire me to do what I do

Your thoughts are dramatic, mine are the same

Riddles are nothing but someone to blame

Agony is the curse of our self-doubt

Love springs from the strength of a different route

Two hands can reach and yet never quite touch

Fingertips approaching ever so much

Honor’s the virtue that leads me to try

By it I swear to love you ‘til I die

To some this could be quite a tragic fate

I would agree, if my feelings abate

Not now, not ever will I regret you

That is why I always think first of you

Do not speak of sadness, don’t speak of pain

I shed your tears when I walk in the rain

You and I are one, we share the same goal

That is our connection – one of the soul

I will always know you as you know me

In your heart I’ll burn, forever we’ll be

Stretch out your hand or let it fall, my dear

I’m with you now; there is nothing to fear.


A/N: This one has a lot of meaning for me. I was inspired by a story I was told by a certain Long Patrol Hare, and for that I guess I owe her one. Also, I suppose that means this should actually be a fanfic, but since she doesn't have the story written yet... :)



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