you called for me in a hot prayer...

Jan 18, 2005 20:22

you called for me in a hot prayer
I came to you it was raining breathless
and frightened you Demanded
I take you away
I could only concede but for the record
I was The gentleman or offered to be
but you always have your way we came

to the place that had been just
as a holding pen, my shrines to you jotted
down and hung high but now
it was a Home and softly, oh surely we knew
where to go

where dreams no longer had to fill neither of us
slept very soundly yet more deeply
than ever before the moment you
would stretch or turned I missed
your skin

and then I began to feel that our need
added fuel to the blaze minutes played
into hours and our eyes never
left the other’s.

you called for me from a deep silence
I came to you, knowing nothing else, wanting nothing else
second led to the next second that would
lead to the One that brought
you closer to away from me afraid
you would kiss me into a memory
of a memory

but you held on and I clungdesperate with fear
of the coming judgement
the drive was slow,as,we,could,go but nothing
would change the destination

each flicker of color in your eyes and your
bright tangible Mine that surrounds you will always
color)my life(even as you step out
when you do
to that moment that brings you closer to away
from me and you
will meet your eyes with my sea
and kiss me into a memory and keep in your heart
the little secret of life as yours in mine
knows about)of which gently,
gracefully you
stepped
out

s k doyle
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