In the swarm of your memories
I lie alone
dream dream dream
my little one
I wake up in a fog of your voice
my eyes are glazed
I cant see you
Where are you?
I can feel your shadow
tall and thin
creep across the clean wall
stop polluting this air I try so hard to breath
Your here I can feel your members flick
across the tip of my bones
I can feel the warmth of your mouth on the peach of
my ear
I wind myself tight
spin spin spin
I leak into the air
my glistening body holds tight to these sheets
I wake up
clear mind
clear eyes
your not here
memories
seem so real
when Im
sleeping
Sunday, April 18, 2010
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