2002-12-23
'not together or asleep by my side'
The streetlights make the darkness dappled like squinting children's eyes.
Hum of engine reflecting speech, soft and low with detailed pauses.
inflection. reflection.
How does one explain: I'm drawn to you like the sea? Like oceans of time I haven't fucking lived?
that I haven't loved?
but it's beyond my being and my mere grasp of concept/image/time and of you.
fingertips reaching skywards clutching at air and clouds a million miles away.
regardless, it passes the time while the city is sleeping.
'I want you to need me to not go away'-mirah.