2 Feb 2011

sUZANNE, 39, ocean, bedroom, rain

from the seeds you brought me
I husked emptiness
that became my loneliness
I swim in the ocean of my bedroom
and every time I get closer
I go with the tide
of your wishes and desires

covered compeletly
in the seaweed of my loneliness
I swim faster and faster
and I cannot reach the shore
you come down with rain at me
you stop me from believing
that you are the only one

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