Wednesday, March 17, 2010


Tomorrow, the lights go back to red
the clock goes forward again,
trains move ahead, keep goin' babe.

Tonight, you're mine.

Tomorrow the prayers will fade,
air you'll breathe clearer,
the world will feel like a newborn child.

Because tonight you're mine.

And I'll give you back, return you
as I found you, only more beautiful.

But right now, you're mine.
Right now, I unwrap you, turn the
cold into warmth, remind you of those
old songs you used to sing,

Listen
I'm breathing.

I hear them coming. It's time
to collect you like some broken dream,
the ashes of your fire now black smudge,
I drag my fingers along this stain,
before wiping it clean, close the shutters.

I'm going home now.

But you were mine.

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