a dream of you: Those Mornings, These Days

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Sunday, April 23

Those Mornings, These Days

It’s one of those mornings
sweet with the scent of you
next to me. Your arms
are inescapable with heaviness
and want. Sunlight streams in
between cracks in the curtains
and we sink back into sleep.
Your skin leaves scents, on pillows
and sheets, that break my levees.
Now the land stretches too far
between us, and outside the rain
pours my tears, because I promised
you I would be strong.

brittany thinks really deep thoughts @ 2:16 PM

1 Comments:

the admiral said...: know the feeling. i like this.; 4/23/2006 7:53 PM