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Open Poetry #46

another daylight

skoolyardturtle
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since 2005-06-28

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0 posted 2010-01-18 03:13 AM

the night comes and finds me in a daze
my eyes fixed on her blank expression
eyes closed, but still fluttering ever so slightly
i wished i could invite myself into her thoughts, her darkest dreams
her desire's compass i would aim in my direction
her heart braving tempestuous waters to reach her destination
her and i, basking in the warmth of our endless summer sun
...if the world were generous enough to grant me entry
my heart would twist and writhe within me
blood thickening at the influx a foreign feeling
it escapes my mouth in excess with every choked exhale
as i muster the nerve to extend a lustful trembling hand
that would never fail to stop short of its aim
i could only imagine the sensation gracing my fingertips
finally brushing against your untainted skin
and once again i would retreat to my mind's depraved, shameful eye

inside my head there's a room
that a young man fears to enter
every color of the spectrum bursting forth
from the crevices of an angel's bedroom door
entranced by the colors that strobe lightly under her doorway
dancing, pulsing to the rhythm of her tranquil sleep
he's finally overcome with a disgusting longing
and the thrill of blemishing something so rare and beautiful
he fulfills his undeserved desires
clawing for, needing, demanding a feeling she would never live to return
in the darkest of catacombs of my restless sleep
my hatred for him swells within me
only seeing satisfaction in his demise

but every morning i awake alone
her perfection
her vibrant spectrum of light
her innocence
an illusion hastily whisked away by the morning light
and the arrival another day
another day without
makes me long to sleep forever
in an endless night where i'd rest eternally
the boy and i
wishing for that room.
that light.
that feeling
that would never come.

I want life in every word, to the extent that it's absurd.- The Postal Service

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