Monday, July 5, 2010

(Ode)

you
systematically
dissect my nerves
urging me to
convey you in words

i create pages worth
of script in my mind
rehearsing chance encounters
so they'll run smoothly
stealing glances because
stares seem strange
fantasizing freely

(we are two
our hands
intertwined
my heart
blissfully feeble
your eyes
beautiful misfortune)

i awaken with this
dream's sweet song
on my lips
in perfect harmony i cry:
unlikely muse,
allow me
to immortalize
you.

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