I wish I have found you

My life is music
I dance on its beats
I danced solo
And then a hand reached to mine
It was warm and strong
I hold it and danced along

We shared the energy
And suddenly the energy became blue
Harsh and cold
I tried my best to make it warm
But the more I tried the more I died

Then one day
The hand was gone
I accepted it
I recall it
I miss it

If there is a soul meant to meet me
If there is an arm made to hold me
If there is heart destined to love me
I wish I have found you now

Poetry by White
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Written on 2012-03-03 at 17:33

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