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Thursday, 6 August 2009

Knife-Hug

I search for you using a torch
I shine the beam
Higher and higher

I remember the day we met
Cream cosiness on a
Black sun

Green eyes into ice.

I have escaped the shards now.
But somehow, I feel a longing for the pain.

Bring back your locked and loaded mouth.
Fire at me.

Let me feel the talons of love.
The tattoos you leave
They will always hurt.

My hurricane is approaching
But will forever be stemmed by your existence

A meagre breeze wafts in
Through the window of my true love

Too weak to notice.

I find you at last.
The beam shines
Higher and higher
As I slam
into the ground

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