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Nov 25, 2007 16:37

Death as a general happening of life sucks.
This one for some reason has hit me a lot harder than most. I just can't stop thinking about it. One second I will be fine and laughing and then the next there is this pang in my chest, and my throat gets tight, and I think of how he can't laugh anymore and why he wouldn't want to...and goddammit, it doesn't go away.

The sun has come.
The mist has gone.
We see in the distance...
our long way home.
I was always yours to have.
You were always mine.
We have loved each other in and out of time.
When the first stone looked up at the blazing sun
and the first tree struggled up from the forest floor
I had always loved you more.
You freed your braids...
gave your hair to the breeze.
It hummed like a hive of honey bees.
I reached in the mass for the sweet honey comb there....
Mmmm...God how I love your hair.
You saw me bludgeoned by circumstance.
Lost, injured, hurt by chance.
I screamed to the heavens....loudly screamed....
Trying to change our nightmares to dreams...
The sun has come.
The mist has gone.
We see in the distance our long way home.
I was always yours to have.
You were always mine.
We have loved each other in and out
in and out
in and out
of time.
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