Saturday, September 19, 2009

I've Begun To Forget, But I Forgot To Begin.

Hit me while I'm not waiting.
Dive in for me.
Listen closely,
my soul is still breathing.

See the breath,
in the autumn air?
That summer is gone,
and your love's left my skin bare.

A life-like light cradles me now.
Wraps me with warmth,
burns through that cloud.

For the first time in a while
my head's not wet.
It's my cheeks that are ruined,
scarred with regret.

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