on the cusp

Apr 02, 2007 21:17

balancing on the curb
suddenly 10 feet tall, i'm
standing with outstretched arms
teetering on the edge of
right now and the rest of my
life, and there you are
an unidentified disturbance in my
atmosphere, i
never knew i needed
you, now, hell
i'd beg borrow and steal for
you, for a moment of weakness
at the mercy of those eyes
the ones with snowflakes circling the irises inside, i'm
stunned at your innate ability to
erase the concept of time, i'm busy
conceptualizing the rhyme and reason of my
new found absent-mindedness
floating above the masses
balancing the give and take of chances
contemplating your place in my
life.
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