February 21, 2012

riding




i need to get back to the subway
where those doors close tight
and the noise swallows me 

reuniting with the ones i love
we sit at the end of a long pew
staring at the bottom of this rocky road 

in excess, the only way to be
we wrap ourselves around each other
holding tightly to what we came for

i wait for you
in these empty moments
filled with the liquid of dreams
emptied by the last call

2 comments:

  1. This one seems to be too personal for me to make a comment. So I won't........

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