Poem: February Twenty-third

embedded imbued
essence extruded
you are the voice
that sings me to sleep
here in the dark
with the secrets we keep

touch me once here
and then back over there
tell me a story
that we can both share

sideways we’re spinning
excess intruded
you are the warmth
that keeps me insane
here in this world
where no ones to blame

touch me again
and I’ll show you my heart
this is the place
where we both play a part

clockwork design
lessons concluded
you are the space
that can never be filled
here in this dream
all alone with my demons.


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