Friday, December 24, 2010

Anomaly

I fell asleep in the deep end of your presence.
I dreamed that I walked the sky like Perseus with winged sandals.
You were holding my hand alongside me and we made sure to get close to
the sun like Icarus so the wings would burn and we could fall into the sea
together.
We don't die.
We live there like Triton and spread the word of our hearts.








I don't like this one but I'm not gonna scrap it.

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