This is our journey. And our love, will sail us through.

Monday, March 26, 2012

Going away in me

Go away in me

Like dew drops on strawberries, and I bear your dreams on my skin.
Color my hands with plum flowers,lilies and pink leaves. My breath lost in your cuddle.
These hills murmur a story, slowly, through the grainy sky. Rainy scent on our wrists and monkeys chattering on the house rail. Somebody wants to forget their future; somebody wants to melt their heart. Washing machines churn empty wombs and Billie Holiday slits her throat.

You are a part of this story. Come away closer to me.

My heart has just started talking.

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