this bed feels empty without you lover.
tea on my tongue
but for a taste of
you i am left wanting
and waiting and
waning like the moon
that slips behind your eyes
to hide in a place of supreme safety.
i want to hide behind your eyes.
so soon, and so far and so soon
and i and i and i.
Sunday, August 12, 2012
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