My soulmate is my life; all that I live for. I get up in the morning for Her, I write verse- carrying on a one-sided conversation- for Her. She is my passion, my partner, my wife, my muse, my best friend, the love of my life, the object of The Eyes of My Heart.
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Loneliness
i swallow my loneliness, a handful of liquid thistles. my congealing blood flows smooth as a gravy avalanche. i sip the hemlock of separation till it disappears into the glass that contains it.
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