the break rolls in
your fingertips white with selfish memories
fabricated smiles after dark
time pours faster
the embers cling to balconies and bedposts
stepping gently from another unwelcome sunrise
we sink into a soft inevitable blindness
****** into abandon
to await the slow bitter collapse
savor these polemic kisses
we have already died a few times
just to feel alive
Feb 21, 2011
Feb 21, 2011 at 10:12 AM UTC
the break rolls in
your fingertips white with selfish memories
fabricated smiles after dark
time pours faster
the embers cling to balconies and bedposts
stepping gently from another unwelcome sunrise
we sink into a soft inevitable blindness
****** into abandon
to await the slow bitter collapse
savor these polemic kisses
we have already died a few times
just to feel alive