Tuesday, January 24, 2012

gauging tides

limp in learning
keen in understanding
lost in you
your eyes' tricks, play me thick
i run to the end of your page before its turned
gather what i can, lessons learned
only to catch my breath, for the next
the next wave of you
come crashing in
swallow me whole
i want you to taste what i'm made of
feel my soul


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