(alienation at) dawn

couldn't stand it there, and here i am. wating on you again, just like all the times i never knew (you and a soft breeze in the grass beneath your window and i fall /how we fell those days/ new clean somehow shine light fall despair and smile about it a million hours away in another world where light existed without you. where there was air to be breathed and dreams left to us for the dreaming tree

i still undress you with my mind sometimes, though it's not your thighs or soft, pale breasts i long to see ( my fingers remember every inch of you so carefully)

but (still) i lay, undressing you to your lungs and veins and muscle structure (the soul of a woman)

here, where you were so beautiful and so lost----

2003-02-21 | 3:16 p.m.
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