and now the shade
is creeping in
and now I can see
that I loved you
too late
and now there is no shelter
in the feathers
of your hummingbird hands
and now your words
can no longer
eliminate distance
and now despair
is lashing
at the heel
and now I’m only reading
shadow in the hollow
pools of your eyes
Jul 25, 2011
Jul 25, 2011 at 7:34 PM UTC
and now the shade
is creeping in
and now I can see
that I loved you
too late
and now there is no shelter
in the feathers
of your hummingbird hands
and now your words
can no longer
eliminate distance
and now despair
is lashing
at the heel
and now I’m only reading
shadow in the hollow
pools of your eyes
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