it wasnt enough for me
to hold my fingers out over the flames
to feel the burn only skin deep
of fevered want, of frozen need,
the icy touch of sleep
on heavy hearts,
we both did freeze,
pushed apart by the freezing and rethawing.

it was all we knew.

12/10/2011

Posted on 12/11/2011
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