Friday, March 29, 2013

Envelop(e)


Like infinite particles, dancing in the air
your eyes pass through me.

I sing to the silent music—although you wouldn’t know it.
I cry with the skies—trying hard not to show it.
I walk between the lines—neither here nor there.
I die once more—breathing in the air.

Oh, how I love(d) you.

How curious                it is
             to be obliterated…
Despite, my loving sacrifice.

Like the decay of daisies, distorting their perfumes
the whiff of it, pushes you away.

Like spilled ink, the promise of words
smeared and unread.

Do not fear
my dear.
I speak in letters—sealed, not sent.

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