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11/26/2010

Bottled ships that shatter on the shore.
I pin love letters to my arms
and wish to them
"become wings?"
If love could last beyond
would we staple ourselves
glued to snowglobes
like pain was all we'd ever know?

Or could we learn
to take a breath,
skip a beat,
and then let go.

3 comments:

mckenzie. said...

your blog is a wondrousplace.
i followed you :)

Melee said...

This is beautiful, so sad and wistful. <3

Ever said...

mckenzie : thank you so much for following! and for your wonderful comments as well!

Melee : thank you, dear.
xxx