Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Stolen

and i'll admit
summer balcony
rustling leaves
stinging nettles
i was yours

and i forgave
pain, torture, interference
endurance

and i forget
ways we opened up
ways i loved you
ways you came alive

and i have lied
early morning
that creeps against your skin
stole away
deep into the night;
eternity

and i have learnt
creek by the morning
escape by night
air rushing to meet the sky

left by the burning
exploding in our hearts' black box

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