Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Eyes Open

I wake up
from a fantasy world
the one I wander through
each night
the one I can never run in
each night
I saw you again
your dark figure glistening through the light
that was bending branches of pine
your arm around mine
and I stutter
each step
each word
you're still taller than i
but only by a little
and your eyes a perfect reflection of this forest
deep and uncanny
cold and lost in the span of time
something tells me
you can't hear a word i'm saying
so you let go.

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