Sunday, November 29, 2009

Sleep.

You loved me enough to let me go
your prays had that insanity
every memory that matured.
crumbled at your sight.
you and her vanity

That rose in your hair
speaks a million lies
I breathe.
take in the fragrance
of your existence.

I breathe
and fall back
taken away by that charm

Love is naked
and saturated
abused,
and consuming

I fall back
unable to get up
your silhouette merges
with the darkness
Nothing to see.
Or hear.


Sleep.

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