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 © | Year Posted 2013

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Anglesey Avatar
September 6, 2013 at 10:19 PM
Uncanny. I'm currently writing about a phantom who comes and goes in the night. I am literally mystified at your line "And then I take flight To return another night". It eerily describes the movement of my phantom. Although it didn't occur to me that phantoms might wear boots :)
Anglesey Avatar
September 6, 2013 at 10:54 PM
Well then, my phantom shall be sent directly to Texas to purchase a pair of boots and some self respect ! Ha
Kilmer Avatar
September 6, 2013 at 10:47 PM
Your phantom must not be from Texas...every self respecting phantom wears boots down here! :) Kilmer
Andresen Avatar
September 6, 2013 at 2:17 AM
- Thank you for your touching and beautiful poem today Stephen !! - Have a nice day. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
Kilmer Avatar
September 6, 2013 at 5:51 PM
Thank you Anne Lise for taking the time to read my work. I appreciate your comments. Hope you have a nice day as well. ~ always~ Kilmer
Mehta Avatar
September 5, 2013 at 9:32 PM
Sad but deep, nicely penned
Kilmer Avatar
September 6, 2013 at 5:52 PM
Thank you Dr. Mehta for your comments. Sometimes life is sad. Thank you for taking the time to read amd comment. ~Kilmer~
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