Sunday, September 15, 2013


.she strays.

.gently now
you've tugged at that hand a long time
breathed sweet, careful manipulations into that ear
long winters and summers longer still
built the bridge you'd have her cross, with matchsticks
and she has begun to move

find her at her weakest
comfort her with their absence
catch her in your black cloud as she sinks
but she woke up in a dream in his arms again
you are inside her songs
he keeps getting in the way
her dreams are getting in the way
her slender hand is slipping away
not just yet

she will belong to you
if only because they don’t know any better
follow her trail with the smile
he took from her
it leads back to something else
not to you
she would let you sink into her
he still gets in the way
she will belong to you
another summer?
not if you have your way

her face held close, close to yours
your hold strong enough that she can't breathe
that's all it takes
her eyes widen with the ember glow from yours
this restless work of art, forever incomplete
no more desolation every time she wakes
The pieces within her shift in answer to yours
she has fallen

and she will sleep no more.

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