Subtle Confessions of Noni Kanyora

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

we are perfectly , imperfect

You're always in eye-line
And on my mind
I can't help it as i lie awake in my bed
Wondering if this love is alive or dead
So many have tried to win over my heart
And i trying to deny my heart , lead on
But my heart you see , can't help but love you
That even when i am older
Ill be your crying shoulder
Our eyes were so perfectly aligned
And when our souls meet and merged
You had to be there
And your eyes not revealing their depth
When you whispered into my ear , you whispered to my heart

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