::: I think of you and the ways you used to touch me so certain with your fingertips you'd trace my curves so perfect and then just graze my heart with your lips You would tell me I love you and please don't be afraid fit your heart inside mine I wanted us to never die I study the tricolored moss on the headstones and think of you and I undressing the way the candles flickered more intensely the more we moved the hotter it got I remember shouting This is how I want to die because there was nothing else I enjoyed more nothing else I enjoyed at all nothing |
Friday, July 10, 2009
In The Graveyard
Saturday, July 4, 2009
for the first time in a long time
i am alone
for a moment there
fleeting, i felt your touch
now i can't sleep
because you are gone
i can't feel your arms around me
i can't smell you at all
i try to find your scent in dirty clothes or small scraps you once gave me
i smell nothing
i call you and you don't answer
i can't even leave a message
you are gone
from me
from us
i am also somewhere else
alone
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