your hand waves
dismissively
your eyes as stone
you turn you head
I translate your body
tracing a spiral path
away from me
I read your heart
*go away,
go away*
I press my face against
a wall of glass
try to drive you
drive you
out of me
try to forget
that one moment of knowing
that one moment of joy
before the storm
sweet child inside of me
tender girl, forlorn
tender, tender heart
where is my river
my boat
my long journey into night?
Feb 16, 2011
Feb 16, 2011 at 8:20 PM UTC
your hand waves
dismissively
your eyes as stone
you turn you head
I translate your body
tracing a spiral path
away from me
I read your heart
*go away,
go away*
I press my face against
a wall of glass
try to drive you
drive you
out of me
try to forget
that one moment of knowing
that one moment of joy
before the storm
sweet child inside of me
tender girl, forlorn
tender, tender heart
where is my river
my boat
my long journey into night?
(c) J.L. Stanley