Sunday, February 28, 2010

Battle of the White Flag

It’s coming back. The memories I suppressed.
Your gasp, your sigh, your giggle.
It’s haunting my dreams, my thoughts, my day, my week, my thoughts…
Are you in my head, am I going in sane.

Take me…
your eyes..
I need support…
your breathe…
You were my support…
your touch..

I’m exhausted fighting you out of my head, I will not, cannot, no white flag…
But I want to so badly, get out of my head, to surrender.
To breathe without struggle.
The battle of lust with you on the frontline.
How to separate without more pain is the battle of lust,
I’m fighting with my body… But my heart is gone, far gone.. It is in your hands.
Give it back, please…
Give it back…
So I can fight.

The battle of lust.
Touch where I walk. Bless my path. Wish me well. Gaze long and hard.
Think of me when you see that color. When I am in your dreams, treasure it.
When you think the wind brings you my voice, listen. When a star shoots across the sky, smile.
Put your hand on your heart when it beats too fast, it’s trying to match mine.
Kiss me long one last time. Squeeze tightly. Farewell forever.