Friday, January 18, 2013

intention 8*14*9

strong medicine
jettison out past the breakers
shaking the premise of pretention
contending the postulation
defamation of character
where were you when i needed you
two definite possibilities
you and me
versus me alone
shone down a light so bright
yet I could not look away
the rays like a stasis held me tight
while white winter winds embraced me fully
pulling me toward the warm places of memory
back to you and me
and again i want more
pour down your rain
neglect me not
i cannot thrive without you

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