Mar 16, 2008 03:10
The first time,
for the rest of my life.
I'm gone to bed.
Before the spell,
after departure.
One word uplifts.
Uplifts as a gentle breeze,
keeping a feather afloat.
Afloat in the heavens.
She uplifts me
Like no one can
With just one word.
It isn't just any word.
Not a particular word.
It's her word.
And so I lie
falling asleep.
inert.
Failing to hear,
even the one.
one word from her.
poetry,
poem,
defeated,
sleeping,
depressed,
sadness,
unfortunate,
beat