Saturday, December 24, 2011

He and She



She was running,
He was hunting.

She was hiding,
He was looking.

She was escaping,
He was catching.

She was dodging,
He was speeding.

She was stopping,
He was coming.

She was thinking,
He was imagining.

She was waiting,
He was moving.

She was staying,
He was reaching.

She was hoping,
He was praying.

She was hurting,
He was parting.

She was crying,
He was caring.

She was searching,
He was losing.

She was dreaming,
He was smiling.

She was dropping,
He was going.

She was calling,
He was holding.


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