nameless
today
I loved you enough
to not even whisper your name
but burn the paper
and when you tossed in your sleep
my ghost brought you a glass of water and
quenched the empty in your pitt with a forehead kiss
and my absence it left room
for her sails to wrap around your want
and you drifted only closer
in our silence
to the someday of our finally…
You have to stop the madness of your dreams!
cause when your miss calls my name
not even nailing my feet to the floor can keep
my stumpps from dragging to you
and im heavy in the burden of this mud
up to my waist
flailing
to keep from betraying my best for you
in need
to love
you
well.
in your keeping
2 . 14 . 09
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