Monday, December 17, 2012

day 92

I am trying to compose the perfect poem
of two lovers falling spiral head over heels out of love
I am thinking too much

I just want to write something strong enough to pull us back together
We've been playing with hearts of gravity for years now
Each pulse sinking deeper
Falling harder
Sometimes I just want to lay weightless again
Two feathers intertwined and braided into the lost strands of hair left in each other's pillow cases

I still keep your outline in my sheets
Sometimes I try to convince myself we can somehow be comfortable without each other

My heart sinks every time I want a stranger to sleep in the mold you have left behind

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