sad/beautiful
that night we both dreamt of resurrection
i roll your emotions like a rubber ball between my glowing palms
and take your minds yolk in my veins
you whispered its so brittle, this life
you were uncontrollably sad trembling
because we will never be able to occupy
the exact same physical space.
i stand before a crowd and read poetry
but i cannot pronounce the word love
Stu Buck
Sat 7th May 2016 09:31
cheers all. much appreciated as always!