For you
I have to be alone
manage my mind
and hold my breath.
In a dark
and dim room,
dry and warm,
I breathe you in.
I can't keep awake
for you
exhaust me.
The room grows darker
the silent fan, the whirling wind,
chills me.
Cover me
and keep me safe.
When you see me next
hold my hand
and I'll hold my breath
for you.
-G.B.W.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
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