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I never asked you for the things you gave me I never asked But you didn't even care If I had asked, would you have shut me out? Or would you have given more? Of your overflowing wine of life or love or energy ( or whatever it was   that you folded into my hands   like the most secret-sacred treasure map ) You would sometimes catch me In a gaze like a doe Ask me things That took time to sink in Because I was being distracted By my urge to count your eyelashes We could never go outside in the cold Because you were terrified That your breath would crystallize  and twist inside your lungs But you loved to see how long you could hold your breath for Underwater There would be pauses As time stilled to take a look at us To check that we really were still there And everything around us swirled Like autumn leaves or glitter stars Our glances would solidify And memory struck out to capture snapshots Everly, I never asked Not even once, but you still gave Everly, I can't quite grasp I see you sometimes When the sunshine's wounding bright Yellow, cheerful, heavenly And I look into the shadows To find rest for my eyes I can never keep straight the present and the past So when I look in the shade I see ghosts of you sprawled out, laughing, head tilted back, hands splayed Your sighs were soft But you only ever sighed them When your face shone With a lovely glow of indulgence We watched Hitchcock religiously We wouldn't give them up You said that you liked Vertigo the best But you never told me why I'll hold your friendship In the cup of my hands While wonder fills up slowly Where my thoughts should be I'll peer over my thumbs To steal a peek at the clear blue crystalline Effervescent memories I will remember you foreverly My word
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Apr 5, 2011
Apr 5, 2011 at 11:37 AM UTC
Everly
I never asked you for the things you gave me I never asked But you didn't even care If I had asked, would you have shut me out? Or would you have given more? Of your overflowing wine of life or love or energy ( or whatever it was   that you folded into my hands   like the most secret-sacred treasure map ) You would sometimes catch me In a gaze like a doe Ask me things That took time to sink in Because I was being distracted By my urge to count your eyelashes We could never go outside in the cold Because you were terrified That your breath would crystallize  and twist inside your lungs But you loved to see how long you could hold your breath for Underwater There would be pauses As time stilled to take a look at us To check that we really were still there And everything around us swirled Like autumn leaves or glitter stars Our glances would solidify And memory struck out to capture snapshots Everly, I never asked Not even once, but you still gave Everly, I can't quite grasp I see you sometimes When the sunshine's wounding bright Yellow, cheerful, heavenly And I look into the shadows To find rest for my eyes I can never keep straight the present and the past So when I look in the shade I see ghosts of you sprawled out, laughing, head tilted back, hands splayed Your sighs were soft But you only ever sighed them When your face shone With a lovely glow of indulgence We watched Hitchcock religiously We wouldn't give them up You said that you liked Vertigo the best But you never told me why I'll hold your friendship In the cup of my hands While wonder fills up slowly Where my thoughts should be I'll peer over my thumbs To steal a peek at the clear blue crystalline Effervescent memories I will remember you foreverly My word
antoinette-christensen
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Apr 5, 2011
Apr 5, 2011 at 11:37 AM UTC
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