Thursday, January 29, 2009

Sprawl
Foot out backwards
Giggle like a child
Sweet and unpossessed
By aged fracture

Grounded here
Fuzzy, woven rugs
Silencing the wooden floor
Beneath our elbows
Saving us from ourselves again

Reading lines
Watching glow
And that deep laughter
I miss drowning in

Tickled in this imaginary fort
Smiling for mere moments
In this time of
Trying to forget

Warmth and rosy cheeks
A glint of flame still in your eyes
You don't need to finish the story
Just lay me down here
And be free for the time being