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tightrope wire.

you have me tip-toeing on the edge of the earth
dancing on eggshells that crackle beneath my feet
and grasping at your whispers for safety.

they have more substance than you ever did.


i can feel the sun's rays lapping at my skin like
a dog in summer on a humid, lazy day.
i put the rings of saturn on my left hand finger
and pretended you were the sky.



will you catch me when i fall?

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  • stutterstatic--
    December 31, 2009

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    i put the rings of saturn on my left hand finger
    and pretended you were the sky.

    - I absolutely adored that bit. Your words are so gentle and soothing, yet capture the intensity of emotion. Stunningly gorgeous write.♥


  • decode
    June 9, 2009

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    "i can feel the sun's rays lapping at my skin"
    interesting image.

    nice poem, and I love the title. :]

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