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I'M Gone

As I beg these clouds to carry me Back to the cloud soft lips kissing my Existence breathing life into my Life completed with arms draped Around me from an angel My angel forget praying for my Safe return I pray for rain and evil to Return to the haven that bathes me in Sunshine not months and oceans between Us but a mere phone call pleading me to Come back to you I never wanted to leave My life my heart waves good bye Yet beats in pain against my ribcage My chest too small to own all the rage That hold hands with not waking in Your gaze I’ll gladly be a slave shackled To your existence love Perpetually within your walls The currents of life pull me From your sight Eyes once shone in my Smiles now blink cold Hurt as they lose sight of my Equally torn face My soul mangled in ways Physically impossible Life throws away my feelings Discards my desire To control my destiny yet Subject to the rules of said Destiny pull me away from The true destiny purpose Is to love from three inches Of ruffled sheets between us Your smile immortalized in Pictures mentally taken yet real Is it wrong for me to want To sell my soul if only for One real glance at your smile If only for a heartbeat Unlike these now sit in isolation 30,000 feet above the site Of our last embrace Memories to chase till I re-live the And re-write our story to end Only in sentences not encounters Am I doomed to love you on wind Gusts and dreams of sunshine Where sun smile is all I have Rather the memory of sun smiles Amazing naked poetry Every inch a line of touching Souls hearts beating in sync Dancing on “4” dance floors Minds on the same bed As our bodies intertwine As lyrics of a song do There is a story written Us destined to be one But it’s my turn to I’m gone… And I Miss You

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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