Dark Poetry #4 |
blueberry |
Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
Yes the rumors are true, I only dream of you. and I have been falling from your vision so long now, that it feels like yesterday to everyone else. The winter blue can't match the things hidding, in dusty corners. But they always try, and don't we all, to make these things go away. The clean, and tearing corners of my lips, only dream of you. I have been turning purple in my self-imposed cold days. This winter storm in July. I notice no warmth, because I'm constantly inside my mind. Will I turn to gray, in a form of mellow decay. I know I'm too young, to be this broken. Tip toe underground with me, where I've dug a hole big enough for you and me. Slip over me, with strength and make real my obession. Yes, the rumor is true. I stay up nights, cause my dreams consist of you. And your remoteness is making me ill. So if you have a free moment won't you kiss my blue berry lips, that are so cold, and absent. |
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WinterWren Senior Member
since 2002-12-01
Posts 1044...Coming to |
Very heartfelt, descriptive piece. I really enjoyed this one. Especially the line, "I know Im too young, to be this broken." Thanks for sharing. WinterWren- |
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