Thursday, December 20, 2007

2 love poems (kind of)

drowning in the thoughts of could have been
could not be, but so much wanted
in the always better thoughts of what was
and what is now
love sinks my heart to the restless long
for what
i'm not really sure?
someone to sex
or maybe just lie next to
or maybe lie next to everynight
meaning someone to tell my secrets to
when the lights are out
and all else is done


betweeen the covers of a new morning
slipped from yesterday
into tomorrow where lovers
pull tighter afraid of what might
come or has already started to
ebb and flow in the
ebb and flow of like lust love
and boredom
little really changes

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