Sunday, February 22, 2009

02.19.09

short days
hours
separate me from your breath,
smell in the sheets

in tear-clouded sleep i search
for your arms to wrap around me;
whisper disconsolate into the pillow,
mi vida, te amo,
te amo,
no puedo sin ti.

in my mind i feel you listening,
close to me as always;
i know that it makes no difference.

02.19.09

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