3/25/06

I kept one hand on the dashboard.

You wove in and out and I sat prepared.

Your Mother wept when we crashed,

shards ripped my soul to pieces,

your face and smile still stand tightly.

lights dim,

I close my eyes-

All I need are your arms,

my hunger aches to be yours again.

The blackness always bleaches out the distance

you are content with it all.