Monday, February 2, 2009
broken flowers.
i feel alone in your touch
asleep on your couch
in your arms of long past wishes and dreams
like a fish squirming to get free
thanks i had forgotten i love you
stars, broken flowers and not knowing
what to happen next
who am i doing, what am i doing?
and 'do you like to play pool?'
fears of the dark
shadows shaping shifting in my mind
piano strings and cake
raspberries and coconut milk
i need a knife thrower
or maybe just a dark cave to hind in
you made my heart swell like the little velveteen rabbit
watching your star reflected in blues and green
accidently starting to cry hoping no one notices in the dark
it comes out all wrong
forget i said anything
and i give up to soon
again
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