Sunday, January 4, 2015

Linger There--Black Series

A blank page
It seems this is where 
You'll be.

A ringing in my head
A song I can't get out of
My brain.

It rests there
In my mind, a feeling 
Of you.

This feeling, sensation
Tender feeling I only allow myself when I think
Of you.

Funny, though, it should be you
Raw, difficult, mixed with all 
I fear.

My friends it seems
Are those closest in the dar, waiting
For you.

Things I can't explain
Things I need but refuse now to
Feel shame.

Dancing in the those shadows
We linger close, on the edge 
Of light.

And, as always
I linger there for you.

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