"Shine"
Ghosts have invaded
the former hallowed space of
my brain in the hours of the
early morning
when I dare to close my eyes
and drift off into
another foray of numbness
the moonlight radiates
a beautiful glow
as the hours pass
you watch silently
barely touching your toes
outside, birds begin to chirp and chatter
morning will be here soon with her garish
light
I don't care to eat
or drink
or smoke a drag from
a cigarette
it is almost too much for me to bear
when you always seem to leave at an opportune time
all I ever wanted was to tell you
how much I wanted us to just stay
together in the here and now
if only for a while
but I could never mouth the words
long enough to still the desperate sirens
of my forlorn heart.
Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
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