Wednesday, July 07, 2004

it don't matter where i'm coming from, it's where i'm going to.

all the things you had to say
are now the things you take away
empty beds and lonely dreams
lonely nights and hollow screams
misunderstanding
miscommunication
separation
i misunderstood your communication
i thought things were resolved, demarcation
you tell me not to let go
as you run away, slow
miscommunication
yelling
screaming
talking
holding
caressing
moaning
a first kiss
and a last embrace
shining eyes and broken hearts
faces with smiles
now just miles
of separation
hold me now
touch me now
too close now
too tight now
time to go now