When you’re not around.
My heart falls.
Beating.
Thumping.
It falls.
And falls.
Thoughts of a distant earth,
Blue with blood and white with clouds.
My heart falls.
When your not around.
Swooping left and then right.
Like a feather falling from a short height.
Not far enough to spin and twirl.
Just high enough to swoon and sweep across the sky.
Blue and deep.
Our distances aren't far
And without much doubt
You’ll be here soon
Quick sand love as thick as tar.
Colors are dim.
Ambassadors of love lost.
My life nothing short of grim,
When you’re not around.
Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 7:00 PM UTC