Monday, December 26, 2011

Connective Tissue

I awake to find,
Your taste left on my skin,

I forgot to pull down the shades.

And when it rains, it's brittle
Because the light overpowers shadows.

I enjoy even the silent moments,

But your a flight across the country.
And i'm a light year into space.

I broke apart your shaded doubt,
The place you'll never be without.

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