Monday, November 08, 2010


I wrote your name
a thousand times
next to mine like some
high school crush
until my pen ran
dry coloring the page
with the blood in my veins
Love, love is a winding road
bending around the
granite walls, curving
up and down the misty
valleys of the ragged soul
finding its way like the
icy water from a glacier
seeking the lake below
I dip my toe in, shivering
in the cynical rain, hopeful
diving headfirst
fear and breath
leave in a rush
I imagine you
I imagine you

1 comment:

Nick said...

This is cool and I especially like "shivering in the cynical rain."