Should I let you slide like the summer sun?
Rise into my hands
And settle like dust.
Come together now
I need to believe.
In circles and other shapes.
The see all wires
Disappear.
And all walls
Built
Mended
Broken.
Every myth destroyed.
And time
Fall apart.
I do.
Breathe into me
Your fire.
Slide
Into my cold and catatonic hands.
Shine
Your light down on me.
Treat me lazy.
I need that dream with you again.
2 comments:
the photo goes so well with the poem...
loved both of them so much..
nicy nicy works......
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She loves you :|
p.s: creepy pic...nicely done.. :o
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