the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

With No Beginning to the End

Suddenly, everything's the same.
Every name has its initials
With periods to keep it tame,
Because we would never want
Anything to get out of hand,
Only yours in mine.
Keep the tangible thoughts
In the pockets of your mind
Where all of your change jingles.
One day you'll get lost
With no intended correction,
For connection.
The ending to eternal perfection.

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