Sunday, May 6, 2012

Four

How does one oppose strain
My tongue rests--doesn't know what to say
Reaching has been strenuous
Sight is shattered
Logic seems ambiguous
No right nor wrong
Oh, to remain calm this long
What part of your off can I turn on
Clouds up there keep us apart
My heart then rests alone in the dark
There light becomes a mere illusion
Heard and felt in caves of confusion
Hurt surpassing the Great Wall
Scratches a pit within my heart
Shedding a pride dark as pain
I shut my eyes and there you lay
Light shines
Rain flows
Touch more
No sores
Mellow
There I drift
On a sorrow splintered board
That often shifts
In your mist
Air becomes breathtakingly missed
Quiet
Imagine your vein ripped out of you whole
Your blood the same--running like water
To look in your eyes
Aches me in such a way
A portrait of possibility that just rushes me to wait
Pondering on words that may call you to play
I get through trying to pick a star in the day
So when it's night
I shut my eyes and there we lay
Light shines
Rain flows
Touch more
No sores
Mellow
There I drift









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