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answers, de are st.. They
i will ask you if YQU knew me and then what will
you say? Silence.' Do you know me yet? Sometimes
i 1 feel :like' a book you bought and yet have never
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read ,(though:you'll, happily flip the cover up now
and ttlen). 'SAY SOMETHING, ANYTHING anything
at al~ even if you can 'only manage one more
hollow promise, a word or two hummed in the, key
of sur.r ea Li.ty, the chords of curiously senseless whispers
this season so delights in. Leave me feeling
insecure or ravaged if you must, but ju?t
let me know that you are reaYand no ,apparition for
,I have loved you concret~ly steadfast all this ~ime.
There's a cacophony drumming in my head as usual
and the only decipherable chorus is still random
and it goes like this (at least I pretend that
these are the words): Rose-bud winter when you loved me
Ashes" ashes, all fall down drawn around' the kiss of morning
'light upon your brow. Love goes like this ...
And 'I,strain to 'hear the next verse (for I dearly
sorely wish to know how love goes) but the notes
go b Lan k , So won: t you sing to me at length, .love?
SPEAK! SAY ANYTHING I'd rather dance wi tho,my ears ringing
than:leave this mortal plane. Look, I've 'chained my heart
to yours though you've always been a believer in
frequent expatiation soiutions. I don't think I can wander
with you but, I can't stay here, heartless! What is left?
I've been hoping you'd alleviate the problem pain,
wash it away in kisses, leave 'me no choice
'but to follow after if you'd steal me away while I'm
drowning in you. But that .would be too simple, I suppose.
You've left the matter up to me 'for it has
always been my choice: Wander:lusting travel'lifethat
,
childhood' ,
named riefarious or empty chasm cavern where the heart used
to "
'sin~? What ~ choic~'it is. LISTEN WHEN I SPEAK~-
you have my undivided attention. Your solemn face
,goes sanguine as your tears drip their apologies.
on my ,waiting cheeks--my dry skin drinks them in. I
feel',fresh·, cleansed, whole .a qa i.n- as your I love you winds
its~way throughout the wild of my h:air. I imbibe the
tr~th youoffer--in this at least you never have deceived
me.
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