When the world falls away into the darkness
at the edge of my fingertips and toes
I have to bring myself back down into bed,
my thoughts have me floating on air too thin to breathe
Words cut through the empty room, hardly a whisper,
and I cling to the hope that I’m not insane,
that somehow you can hear me and the desperation in my voice,
the absolute need to touch your skin and drink in your honey eyes
But everything I’ve spoken dies too soon
and I wonder if you’re real,
if I’ll ever taste your lips again
or find you coming back for me
Author notes
written 5/4/09
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Haunting melodiouse dreams
wonderful piece
so sad and yet we all know the longings of the heart and its paralising properties
you have such a lovely way with words
keep writing x -
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thank you so much
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"When the world falls away into the darkness
at the edge of my fingertips and toes"
what great lines. i can feel your sadness with the images you've painted. it does have an eerie haunting feeling to it. GREAT write.
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Thank you so much
and thank you for taking the time to read it, I'm pleased you liked it.
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wow
that was really beautiful i am lost for words great job!
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Oh wow, thank you
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