on nights
such as these
i only wish
to hold you tight
lest you evaporate
from my arms
as i have
so very often feared
for in my experience
evaporation is unquestionable
here
i would be vacant
little left
but a hollow smile
twisted upright
slashed across my face
your sleeping form
is the only thing
that holds me to this world
on treacherous nights
such as these
i am lying by your side
praying
for the dawn to never come
Sunday, November 29, 2009
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