Tuesday, March 25, 2008

all that i want is the sun
a photograph of the sun
and your eyes
eyes that never saw the sun
and the sea
you, close to me
things that will never be
say you'll come back to me
say you'll come back to me

every day is a dream
i know you will come back to me
and i see the bright sun
shining in every memory

i never held your face,
but i saw it in my dream
i know your enduring heart
will bring you back to me



Tuesday, March 11, 2008

pile of memories
and bones
recreated
skin tones
tears that
perpetually flow
crowds that
systematically
grow
all in the name
of a soul
that time
unequivocally
stole