Thursday, April 15, 2010

My Essence.

My essence,
bottled and capped,
Each breath you take,
Feel it.
Take it in.
It captivates you,
And you’re drawn to my love,
But my essence starts to leak,
You catch them like drops of rain,
Please,
Pour them back into me,
Who am I without what I am?
You’ll always have a part of me,
But please don’t take what you don’t need.

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