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Beyond
All is extraneous Noise but you.
All is scraping around The edges..falling
In line to a beat of A half-stopped heart
A half-stopped world In which my eyes
Are blinkered to Sincerity..to visceral
Need. But you
Turn it on a pin. You are to my blood
Sanctuary. I can direct The basest reasons to
Your voice..to your Care. Close your eyes
And pull me towards It. We can find reasons
Later. You hurt
But I’ll memorise each
Kink like a fingerprint
So by day we fall into step
But by night I’ll dance To your pain until it’s
Nothing at all. My mouth Stopped with the taste
Of you...my eyes Seeing nothing but
Your fear. And I’ll Hold you. Long after
The anger dies. And I watch you by
Candlelight. Sinking Beyond dreams.
Meadows is Founder and Editor in Chief of After Nyne magazine http://www.afternyne.com.
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