Wednesday, September 10, 2008

ode to the celebrant

like a sunset over the lake..
just maybe,
it may seems that
the sun that sets
is the dying flame that wave the rays
of my heartache's arms.

basking

yearning

of a long gone love.
that once sprung up
but chooses to kiss
the tinge line across surrendering
and be forever drowned
in the cold murky waters..

how i yearn for the "could have been" moments
toying around of your vague images
and reach into solitary painful orgasm

how i miss that certain glow
that sparkle from your smile
that gives warmth into my core

but you let me sink into your horizon.
and forever be fading
leaving no trace of memory nor flicker
from your blanket of reverie

as i make my way towards the empty hollow
soon i'll be numb
soon i'll be old to feel what was was
however,
i chose not to forget

how i yearn for the "could have been" moments
toying around of your vague images
and reach into solitary painful orgasm
how i yearn for the one who greyed me out into shadows.
who---

keeps me in the dusk.



-originally posted and edited 09/10/2004

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