Friday, July 17, 2009

the good and the bad and the things in between.

I catalogue these steps now,
decisive and intentioned.
Precise and patterned,
specifically to yours.

I'm talented at breathing,
especially exhaling,
so that my chest will
rise and fall with yours.

So throw me a rope to hold me in place,
show me a clock for counting my days down,
'cuz everything's easier when you're beside me.

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