Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Gray Blink

in the gray blink
under strange and
over breath
a distance slips
between swollen
parted lips and
an ache builds toward
your heart
from mine
there is a thread here
a story root
a blossom leaning
for the sun
i reach for
your face and
love the lines
creasing ever
that fair soft skin
blink, sigh, wither
we all fade
rot and turn to stone
in a gray blink
i will lose you
and my self will
fade to gone

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