Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Touch


this is your center
i am your mind

leave behind
what you need

and touch with
pale fingers

where i think you
should be

ah the air
escapes your life

and wet and warm
in the beginning

let it stay in you
until the fondness
fades

until it fades
i'll stay

run backwards
over deadleaves

frozen cheeks
will mar the makeup

dare to touch
the numbness

and we will stay
until your color fades

until it fades
i'll stay