Wednesday, June 12, 2013

LONGING FOR

Managing the day
    with the hope of the night.

Letting time to pass
    with the ache of "if"

Suddenly everything hurts,
              and nothing.

Wishing for a touch,
     or the time when he first enters,
The rush of senses,
     that you wish you were awake.
2013.06.12

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