Sunday, November 13, 2005

flustered with....

the one person
whom you made it for
whom you can't help
but completely adore
someone for
more than a quick tour
a door into
another world
when dreams
are created and situated
between massive objects
of equal attraction
a disaster of this reaction
a lack of distraction
when you just need a simple
infraction
something to impact
and take this
complex hack
back to the sale rack
I can't handle this lack
of response
a celibate entourage
to a distant
and deliberate
place where
I can see no trace
of us together
in that place
or that space
in each others arms
it seems so far
I seem stuck here
lingering in Boulder tar
shaken us
you have so far
and this may be the
the bitter sweet
more like a thick chocolate treat
but I will defeat
this sticky treat
and retreat to
a foreign blip
a time a place
an occupation of
a foreign space
and this long road
of time we see
our history
fading away
time takes hold and rips
those days and seconds away
and before us lay
this next and beautiful day
shimmering and shining
and telling us to
keep going our way
and eventually if it be
someday
we may run into
a path remembered
surly treasured
and find our loves
moved
transformed
and grown
or deformed
decayed
or sprouted
i just don't want to doubt it

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