the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Sunday, December 20, 2009


Leave your courtesy on my cheek
All of your problems seem meek for once
A sheep for once,
Guided by the sight over your walls
When you feel safe for once
And at once let them fall.
Sip on city light seas
Find a separate ease
As clocks float away in a light breeze.
And we can finally breathe
With the softly fading ticks.
There's a powerful hit
And there's glass on our lips.
Theses are highs rediscovered,
Moments for which
I would not trade another.
Said like anything short of lovers,
"Put your arm around me, motherfucker!"

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