Saturday, January 2, 2010

Aiight lets get back on the grind.

A-thing is A-thing...

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She loves him
She can feel him
His touch
And smell his sweat
But she knows she cannot be with him


Every night he flies to her

And wraps his wings around her
She feels safe
He drains out her control
And it seeps into her

She is helpless
But helped
Fulfilled of everything she is missing
He doesn’t speak
But she hears his silent words of love


She can hear his heart beat
It sooths her
Her body melts into his arms
She cannot move
But she doesn’t want to


She wants to stay with him forever
Spend her life with him
But she knows she can’t
She stares at him
Her eyes dance over every hair on his skin


She tries to remember all of him
So she can create him when he leaves
She strains to keep her eyes shut
Because she knows

When she opens them

He will be gone

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