If that will be that, then
breathe it while it lasts.
We could have grabbed
each others' hands and
stretched our existence,
turned time's fabric to
our bed and blanket,
but this is it, as I feel your
sweat and sweet breath I
prepare to feel the repeat
sequence, I repeat it
The empty smile
spreads cheek to
cheek
She's beside me in
splendid silence, I
whisper
my regret over driving
such high speeds, when
I know for a fact, the road
and its changeless dangers
to her saintly, sleeping form.
I'm sleepless.
Jul 20, 2017
Jul 20, 2017 at 7:41 PM UTC
If that will be that, then
breathe it while it lasts.
We could have grabbed
each others' hands and
stretched our existence,
turned time's fabric to
our bed and blanket,
but this is it, as I feel your
sweat and sweet breath I
prepare to feel the repeat
sequence, I repeat it
The empty smile
spreads cheek to
cheek
She's beside me in
splendid silence, I
whisper
my regret over driving
such high speeds, when
I know for a fact, the road
and its changeless dangers
to her saintly, sleeping form.
I'm sleepless.
It happened again the other night. I let it happen again the other night.
Her smile filled my head with stars, made me see futures and endings.
Things always end the same way. Tucked into my sheets, waiting for
the newborn morning, after killing dreams of days to come.
When will I stop?
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