Pascale Ost

Rookie (21-11-1970 / Antwerp)

Falling - Poem by Pascale Ost

I'm drifting away on a cloud,
And all I do is thinking.

Thinking about you,
How it would be,
How it should be,
How it could be...

Memories of you are fading in,
A little smile around my mouth,
I can almost feel the touch of your lips.

Thunder is coming,
I'm falling down from my cloud,
Two strong hands,
Holding me tight.

'It's okay
I got you
I will never let you fall

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 3, 2006

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