Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Please don't deny me
This unobtainable
sacrilegious mercy.


I awoke in shame,
Rose and spoke your name.
My soul splitting in two,
With or without you.
Shards of glass on the floor
You know I need more
I know you need more.
So rich yet,
So poor.
Wanting nothing more.
Silent candles
Whisper your name
Awake me from shame.

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