It Is So Long Since Alive
it is so long since alive
and falling into the
grasp of a stranger (less
soul,
to yours and mine that is)
to rise, emboldened
and breathing ever
the first time
your scent on the memory
of oncenearenough...
and awakening from dream
(my head your
shoulder arms
breath in my hair and
love love love)
-less sleep
alone
and finding
a look to stop a heart
beating, breaking down these
hallways (of longing, and mercy)
existing in half-
(life is no life at all)
FOOTNOTE - a tribute to e e cummings, and thanks to him for the inspiration for
the first line
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