My Identity

Sat, 05/04/2013 - 14:28 -- D.J.P


United States
36° 8' 20.4612" N, 86° 47' 48.9264" W

I am a strange stirring in the night,
the way you feel when you’ve just awoken from a dream,
the tension of your misplaced affection.

I am a lopsided smile on your pretty face,
the feeling of hands in pockets,
an embarrassment of convenience.

I am the indifference of our cautious boundaries,
the sound of silence between lovers,
the limpness of desperate hands which at nothing grasp.

I am the slow-drying tear-streaked cheeks of your expression
as you nurse your bleeding sorrow with fantasies of its resolution.

I am the feeling of you hearing me call your name in the dark,
the expectancy of my warm flesh against your pounding heart.

I am the memory of a miniature eternity within the confines
of your glassy singing orbs,
soft, brown, and shimmering in the reflection
of the silvery waves.

I am the ghost of our promise broken by fierce cruelty of societal mistrust,
a fading silhouette of spindly man limbs broken by despair
and the pain of separation inevitable wringing the necks
of those whose love is forgotten and torn beyond repair.



Led me no how u feal

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