Monday, November 30, 2009

i look at you.

storms
raging in the dark.
midnight charms the dreamer
and i sink into the thought of you.
i would wait forever.
spinning, twisting, threading a truth
i've long avoided.
you would be so good to me.
what you are is beautiful
how you are is loving.
coming to a haunting conclusion
to be scared is to want
where is my heart?
these days it's lost.
but at least it's lost with you.



dedicated to MB.

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