Monday, 19 November 2012

a case of you

I can still remember
when your arms were branches
that rooted me to
places that i forgot
                                            you rooted me to

matter -
pink and grey and green - colours of
                                            the earth and sky and all that lies in between.

is this what love is?
                                           do you still think of me?

It's sunday and i am lying in pools of my tears and
can recall when

                                            you were the gates to
such floods
of time
                                            truth and honesty.

                                         i still fucking love you.

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