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[26 Nov 2007|10:27pm] |
I woke to find heaven in the bed beside me
Angel tears still tangled in the strands of your hair
Well aware we'll part by dawn
and much too elated by my grief to care.
Eternity whispered between the sheets
Your sleeping curves fit to cradle the rain
Close as life but there's no breathing
A living sacrament too precious to take in vain.
Even now it's fleeting, falling as I'm dreaming
Warm grace painfully bittersweet; you're not really here.
Far, far away our peace lives for a heartbeat;
one last kiss to last all years.
I can't resurrect or reunite no matter how many
pictures I make or words I sing.
I can't reach your heaven no matter how many
feathers I fashion into wings.
There is no salvation awaiting me
regardless of the angels I've nailed to my walls.
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