Thursday, April 23, 2009

Sleeper


Stealing glimpses through morning lashes,
lips sewn shut like secrets kept.
I love you.
and you have to know,
my runaway train can barely hold this rail
and its true I'm cold inside
because how blue the sky is never really was the issue...
I step oh so lightly-
it hurts to break you
but we settled too deep and too far back.
lost in time
progress discarded for old habits worn thin,
pulse uneven while tempers hot
fire that burns even when its not-
the horizon seems tilted
vision skewed and out of whack
reaching for the perfect timing of souls that wait.
but breath is caught and vision blurred
a dirty taste in my parched mouth.
And its unbelievable
'cause you felt it too,
but that
never stopped you before.

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