Dec 03, 2005 02:35
so endure this bitter lonely taste…
(mental) muscles bind tension in a knot
as stifling heat of a fleece blanket burns
at the empty air where you should be
grasping at nothing with nothing to hold
drowning in the desert of a single twin bed
this, contained in fragile wire connections.
too soon each breath is vanished
that places distance between the point
when two pieces fuse to one and
too slowly come the breaths that push ahead
to erase the expanse between now
and us.
sway through the dark cloud of solitary nights
in a city where you once slept...
in a bed built for one...
in a love made for two.