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"Unknowingly, we breathe the dust of stars, blown about us by the wind, and drink the universe in a cup of rain." - Ihab Hassan


It is morning, it is night

Breathing in and breathing out
Chest rise and heavy fall
Lips full and with a small pout
Open up and silently call
"My darling, my sweet and heart
You're fading, drawn by a cart"

He does not drink, he does not eat
I wish I could see his dream
Where everything is not as neat
And we burst every seam
Is our love strong enough for this?
Pulling together, do it all with a kiss

I can't see him anymore
My pillows swallow me too deep
He rolls of my bed onto the floor
Hope suffocates me with sleep
My fault it was not
I'm not sure, have I forgot?

My physical heart stutters and spurs
He hears it, always so in tune
Looks like all my pain is a curse
Holds me tight, behind like a spoon
It beats hard, it beats cold
Never ever will I fold




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Publicerad 2010-01-22 20:56



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  andreawolf
det här är underbart.
2010-01-27
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Cassandra
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