Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Void presenceless of you

I can feel you in the warmth of dreams

See you in the different shades of spring

Hear you in the echoes of the rain

Fight you in the rumble of traffic

Rotten bones of life

Young carcass of love

Everywhere but here

Anywhere but now

Reflected you on crow’s eyes

Wounded by you with nightmares

Whether I’m hunted or still in love

I remember you every day

Second by second

We drift apart.

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