Thursday, December 9, 2010

some morning
i'll wake up with you by my side
planning nothing
but holding you longer
as the sun glints in
between badly drawn blinds
coffee and a newspaper
or sitting by the ocean
perhaps just a moment with a book in the grass
nothing mattering
because we'll go together.


it's late.
i can't sleep.
for the fears of not dreaming,
and the fears of dreaming.
so, i allow the tears to drop
leaving but a trace on my cheeks,
as i take advantage of the internet
finding ever Bon Iver song
for my very own.
music to match my mood,
somewhere between enjoyment,
and the soundtrack to my grief
learning how to live in the space between.


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