Another Night
I lay here quietly in the night
You are beside me
Not needing to be spared
My departure
To the streets of broken glass
Needles in my spine
Pin me down to the bed
But I must pull free
To stay would only cause more pain
Needless though it be
So lightly I pull myself from the sheets
And slip on my boots of despair
Into the hall
I feel you yelling in your sleep
My mind aches with desire
But I have somewhere
Else to be
Frozen in time she cannot see
What a man of creativity needs
As I reach the balcony I look back
One more time to see your breath
To feel your spirit
And then I take flight
To return another night
Copyright © Stephen Kilmer | Year Posted 2013
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