Saturday, November 28, 2009

May 14th

Speak to me and let me know
Your mind is trivial and your stare holds secrets
Echoes penetrate my focus
Your eyes of wonder center spontaneously
Sometimes unable to find you
I explore you endlessly

By breath is stolen then I stutter
and rush to shadows so they cannot see me
If they discover I am weak I'll be forgotten
My desire; to be a man
Unable to swallow who I am
Perhaps no more than a dreamer
Always looking beyond the moment until you were there

Wild eyes that journey so far
Let me know the way to your island
Let me inside your gates
My desire has a sharp jagged tip
It stabs at me and chisels consistently
A deep hole in my soul

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