Friday, June 10, 2011

Haven

This is what is safe
I remember this place
This is our shelter
Our own special space

My arms 'round your neck
Yours 'round my waist
The warmth of your comfort
as my hands touch your face

Now I cannot seem to breathe

Let me go but please don't leave
You hold my soul inside your squeeze
As we sufficate our memories

As time holds still inside our pose
The dust it settles on our clothes
We've been here long, I'm sure it shows
We've watched our haven decompose

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