Sunday, April 10, 2011

Fitted Sheets

Walking in panicked sunshine
so close, I couldn't touch you
Everything ceased to exist
but I can still close my eyes
and smell you standing there

A fantasy unfolded
Laid flat and smoothed out
the edges falling away
sweeping the floor
in a lilac breeze

In a side room,
farther away, you relax
breathing in the calm
While a storm rages
inside my heart

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