Wednesday, March 10, 2010

...

Here I lie awake
day after day after day

Music trembles inside my
ear swallowing the minor
thoughts that shouldn't be there
allowing me to focus on you.
Notes transform into shape
and you are real again.
Next to me in a safe haven
free of guilt
free of limited time

The two of us can be
whatever we want in this
place I've constructed out
of simple notions and
puzzle pieces of memory.

I don't know where to
go or even how to start.
I just hope I end up
right next to your beating
heart.