the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Envy, Lust, Intentions and Trust

Behind closed eyes,
They're comfortable just out of sight
Where the right-of-way is far from right.
Lines are judged by the distance stepped,
The distance closed,
The closure met.
They bet their warmth
Not high,
Nor low,
They know no logic in the flow.
The lushness of a fatal crush.
Behind closed eyes,
The muchness clutches, cold as ice.
Behind closed eyes,
The darker things are realized.

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