Post by Raymond Neely on Feb 2, 2011 12:09:14 GMT -5
by Raymond Neely
They hide together,
slide together,
like naked siblings,
balmy vampires in a secret loft.
They can not crawl close enough together,
can not touch, nor press, nor distract away
their thousand year understandings of suffering,
the lonely void of ages,
the mounting lost loves of a milennium.
How can I escape the gravity of emptiness
and cope alone,
who has known the loss of immortals
better than snuggling vampires?
They hide together,
slide together,
like naked siblings,
balmy vampires in a secret loft.
They can not crawl close enough together,
can not touch, nor press, nor distract away
their thousand year understandings of suffering,
the lonely void of ages,
the mounting lost loves of a milennium.
How can I escape the gravity of emptiness
and cope alone,
who has known the loss of immortals
better than snuggling vampires?