Just down the street...
Just down the street.
Or right through that path.
There you are.
And here I am.
Meet half way.
There we are.
Deep inside,
And to the left.
In our hearts-
Secret Agent Snowman.
Cups are full-
Full of tea.
When we talk,
Just you and me
Our minds are filling
With memories.
We only sip.
The tea is hot.
But that's not why-
There's always more to say.
Let the steam rise,
And save our breath for words.
I speak to you,
And trust that I'm heard.
Whether happy,
sad,
confused,
mad-
Nothing means more to me
Than just that.
Our conversations
Are like medicine;
And to know you're here
Makes all the difference in the world.
posted by Jenny @ 7:05 PM
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