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Narcissus In His 7 Years of Bad Luck

05:36 Mar 26 2007
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I prayed for the day that your arms would circle me

In a fringe of acceptance and love, hedging me from hate

And the kicks of the world; a beautiful atoll I sketched

In my mind a million times as I bathed in the treacherous waters

Of my girlish dreams that tasted like blood and lemonade.


My heart hammered when you approached; this time I didn’t shrink away.

When the world stood still in that moment, you didn’t look away.

Then I could taste the music and feel it rub against my legs in circles

As you stepped forward and hooked a finger through my belt loops

And crushed me to your hips until the dark clouds rolled away.


I didn’t know you were a pink sunrise bleeding across an overcast sky

I didn’t know that I was a light drizzle, alone before the song ended.

The prized hug mine at last as my knees gave way and I spilled to the floor

And through the endless hole your shadow cast across my mind in dreams.

Staining, a vintage wine spilled by the glass shards beneath your skin.


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