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Trying to
listen
to the
Sir Paul
Electro
pulses
drive me
to that
edge
Then
Darkest
that
dark side
of saturn
or the
moon
whatever
that shield
is between
you and I
colors of
the 4 am
shine hope
with my
crooked
teeth grin
waiting for
the sun or
a glimpse
of my
moon wanderer
she is in the shadows
ReplyDeletestanding vigilant
trying to find
the key
that breaks through
the barrier of her mind
waiting on a new day
that
until it passes
or sleep comes
she will be afraid of
~experience~
not able to block out
that which
hurts
her
most
hoping that the sun rises
as the bodies set
skin to skin
breathing as one
in a rhythm
they know so well