Sunday, April 24, 2011

Crippled Sensations

you spoke to me, my mundane heart
words opened disease from the start
both ready to shatter away
there were a few choppy sun rays
that we did weave in time with moonshine waterfalls
in sweet dreams of the many times, you spoke to me

with substance we loved anyway
and passionately we did stay
joined, we tried compulsions to break
crucial breaks for each other's sake
in beautiful rhythm, for a time we breathed free
did love each other through a space, with substance we

did cripple sensations of love
friends faded into wisps above
musical complications were
bound in thick hurts we never stir
intentions remembered in coded translations
we carelessly cut us deep and did cripple sensations

2 comments:

  1. "moonshine waterfalls in sweet dreams of the many times, you spoke to me...bound in thick hurts we never stir" Those words just wrap themselves around my heart, you know? Chokes me up. All of the mystery and beauty and ineffable sadness of love.

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  2. some great lines here...sometimes words cleave straight to the core...

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