Sleep Talking
Crawling in,
I wonder if she is awake…
Through half closed eyes she
whimpers, “will empty love keep me alone?”
“I need to find a way to talk to God.
He can live with what I am not.”
I whisper, “I do not know,
because you cannot, will not,
live with all you are.”
Sleep falls down on both of us,
silent in its’ crash…
Posted by The_Emotional_Orphan @ 21 November 2010
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