Nov 13, 2005 18:42
Taken from Planes (my nanowrimo). My second main character likes to say "Oh." a lot.
The tip of the fingers smothered
The sand, drawing an aureole.
Listening to the blow of the motion
To search for you in the sea’s heart.
May you please, check the blanket?
Cause I would be curling up.
Before we meet, we hung our names
I asked you to take mine, “so keep it safe”.
And let you play with it when we speak
While feeling elevated because of …
Even the skies are boring through me
So why aren’t you here, concealing me.
(Refrain)
Before we meet, we hung our names
And it was immersed in you, the safe.
And you throw it around in your tears
While feeling elevated because of …
I am your time. To watch me freeze.
I am your malady. But you got cured.