Sunday, February 14, 2010

Not Your Lover










I see things in stiff bright colors

And the words come tumbling out


I find my soul expanding

And then contracting


I wait for the unknown

And am not satisfied


I turn on sad songs

And go to sleep


I will not sleep, I will not wait

I see, I feel, I find,

And when I do, the world shines

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