There is a quiet blood that seeps
from the corners of my atria that
you are missing from.
I had four chambers wide yet
i could not hold you in one
you wanted to erase the line of your lips
from mine.
Torn from you it's a wonder
how these alveoli still do move
in not moving with the rhythm
of your breath (it wasn't enough--)
inhibition kept my lips sealed
but now i cry out for your touch
expectations had me reeled
but now have left me dry.
Do you think of me? I
am terrified it's not so
are you happier, are you
better off without me?
Please say no, no, (no!)
I never knew how much
I'd need you (I need you),
the caress of your finger prints
against the walls we call
skin that I hide within.
You consume my mind in this
wonderful tsunami I'm ravaged in
yet you left me to drown
but my words had all left
and I am far gone, so silent
I am in a thousand mile aperture
that took me away from you.
Nov 18, 2012
Nov 18, 2012 at 6:15 PM UTC
There is a quiet blood that seeps
from the corners of my atria that
you are missing from.
I had four chambers wide yet
i could not hold you in one
you wanted to erase the line of your lips
from mine.
Torn from you it's a wonder
how these alveoli still do move
in not moving with the rhythm
of your breath (it wasn't enough--)
inhibition kept my lips sealed
but now i cry out for your touch
expectations had me reeled
but now have left me dry.
Do you think of me? I
am terrified it's not so
are you happier, are you
better off without me?
Please say no, no, (no!)
I never knew how much
I'd need you (I need you),
the caress of your finger prints
against the walls we call
skin that I hide within.
You consume my mind in this
wonderful tsunami I'm ravaged in
yet you left me to drown
but my words had all left
and I am far gone, so silent
I am in a thousand mile aperture
that took me away from you.
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