Sunday, 6 October 2013

Wait


I sit here and wait
My bruised and battered heart
Tells tales more fearful
As hungry seconds slowly pass
In frightful moments
I didn't fall.

Essence of life
Truth is dying before my eyes
What am I to do?
 Love greets me as a stranger
Conspires with me to escape
Gracious, each time.

No memory stays
A Teflon heart wasted away
Come to me and gaze
Move over time, dance on the surface
Find me racked with guilt
Come for me, now.

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Written for the Mag - 189