Sunday, January 10, 2010

Your presence
Drenched me
Like a sonnet to my soul...

Leaving sweet kisses on my skin.

And I searched for you in the sheets of
My bed last night-
Not separating night from dream.

And I reached under my
Pillow and held it tight to
Breath you in,

But all I found was
Emptiness-
Where comfort had always been.

And I reached for my phone to
Call you-
But I stopped and remembered slow;

I was dialing a number that wasn't mine to know...

And dreaming of lips that I have kissed-
But since reject me so-

And sick and
Sat are
The heartbeats in between...

That pull me down and drown me low.

I am lost.
And weak and empty-

In these foreign nights without you
Now.

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