PoeticaL's PoetrY diary
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4:41 a.m. : 2002-09-02
your spine is a beautiful story I want to read
with my fingertips tearing open your page
i want you to come back
and watch me
dancing in my tears
knowing its just the rain
that lightening is you
dancing with me
on the stage
i’m craving your simplicity
trying to lick your silence
closer to me
i know you didn’t leave
and so i’m holding out
for your return
to the front line
to me
i’m staring at the ceiling
trying to etch my thoughts
there
like graffiti latex
so i can glance up there
when you return
and tell you about...
everything colorful
i thought about
when all I could do
was sit and think about you
and embrace my yearn
i don’t want you to ever think
my passion could grow old
its just that in your distance
it is a story i save
a story bursting to be told
again and again i miss you and i miss you
and most of all… what i miss
the most of all is my best friend
