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Sunday, December 11, 2005

   Here We Lie
Should the sun-kissed branches
Not meet my window as I awaken
Should the warmth of sheets
Run cold against my bare skin
Should your body drift from bed
To stumble blindly about the room
I will wait yet again
To keep your words, kept unmistaken
I will shiver heavily
As cold blood flows through my veins
In raging Fleets
I will reach out to you
Pull you back, away from harm
Slowly, gently
I will let your lips slip against the cool glass
Drinking from the liquid it bears
Half full, but never empty
Your life rejoices within me
Flowing, sloshing
Don my throat, your sweet elixir
The distance, the longing
Your expression arrays
Turning back redemption in me
Watching grey change to white, you see
Your colors are gone
Your paint on this canvas had long melted away
Begging, pleading
When my outstretched arm coaxes you to stay
An idol paint brush hath fallen to the floor
No one there to pick it up
Nothing are colors, gone astray
Melting lower, your paint in gone
Nothing worthy to have it stay
And so I say
Wash the lonesome paint brush
In the glass from which you so heartedly drank
Giving but one moment to watch the whirling water
Dirty, old and dank
It means more than you think
Past residues swirl in a ray of design
Past memories fall into line
Once lost colors now a reflection
I see you
You see me
Start over fresh, colors and all
Close the window from the chilled air of fall
Stumble blindly back to bed
Discover your pillow yet again
And rest your head
I’ve waited long enough with you
Everywhere else
But here with me
Who were you to make me wait?
One last sip before you fall to sleep
I stroke your aching mind
A colorful touch persuades rest
The window closed now
Sheets tucked beneath your chin tight
No longer wandering about
Your body dormant for the night
A once outstretched arm
Now curled against my chest
Paint trickling from my fingertips
Intoxicating you
Smaller, even smaller sips
Here we lie
In technicolor silence
Lay back your head
Close your eyes now
Give way to ecstasy
Yes, that’s how
The sun-kissed branches
Tickle the window gently
The warmth of the sheets
Running across our bare skin
Your body lying idly in bed
Flustered colors fall to sleep in your head
And so I say
One last goodnight
Falling slowly to slumber
Here we lie

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