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Gintare S Jul 2011
cold
and fragile.
I lay.
in a ball.
in a bubble.
of loneliness

how I wish
how I wish
you were here.
he sings

on the side
facing the wall.
patient.
I have to be

two lost souls.
he sings.
swimming in a
fish bowl

small
and anxious.
I lay.
in my own dark.
grave

what have we found,
Gilmour,
the same old.
fears

leave.
the sand
and wild roses.
I’m still.
waiting!!

wish.
you.
were.
here.
Gintare S Jul 2011
As the berries from an overheated cookie
The flower spills the honey
For your enjoyment,
My chameleon,
For your enjoyment, my bird,
The nest of lavender feathers
In the mist
Deep in green forest
You'll find me warming
The moments of eden
Sip from the hand
A drop of pomegranate memories,
My lion,
Let me tip your eyes
With hypnotizing light
The rainbow of inexpressible awareness
As hot skin twists on other,
My snake,
Let me poison you
For your enjoyment,
My essence of hazy being.

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