Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Whispers

there is a place i like to go
 a secret
it's deep and nameless
like a lantern
sweeping the darkness out of the way
i believe in a million fragile things
the light hug of time
sweet
with eyes of wonder
i light up
like a star
bathed with light
i am open
like wings
casually
my once stubborn flesh
lets me lie in the sun
patiently
the heat poured it's sweet song into my veins
little by little
toward oblivion
my fear slept beneath me
my love slept beside me
only this feeling could spell the answer
imagine

-Bridget Weiser




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