Saturday, June 4, 2016


That sound
It was my heart
Floating in your hand
Unaware as you are that
You have it
We wander around
Fencing with our glances
That look you give
Swims like an ocean's haze
In front of me
When I'm driving on the freeway
And birds like angels
of the souls departed
fly above
I know that I'm fine driving
In this new place
I know I'm fine taking
In your gaze
For playing a game
Was the last thing I intended
I want to walk to your doorstep
And come on inside
Take off the weight of a lifetime
As I did
Sliding against the wall
Cold paint to hot flesh
I fall to my knees
And crawl to where you sit
To compare your hands with mine
Yours are so much bigger

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