Monday, March 9, 2009

Between My Reality, Stay.

Past midnight, past one
makes me feel you
like I should feel you
your skin
feverish
yet it doesn't sear me
oh, love-mark me anyway.

If this is where
I will find you

Only here.

Then quick now
lover, brand me.

Before daylight loses me.

You have no memory there
within quick pecks
over coffee mugs
and calls
to let me know
that tonight is a couple of beers
and pool with the boys.

Don't wait up.

2 comments:

joiseyboy said...

would love to write with you again fair maiden....lol joiseyboy

Ethereal_Angel said...

Hello joisey- what a blast from the past. This had been my original blog- as you can see, I've not posted much in the last year. I created a newer one to showcase current work, but I couldn't quite part with this one. Echopsyche... that is like a ghost from the past popping up, a long ago, blurry memory, the kind that you sometimes doubt existed. Well, I guess it sort of worked one last lucky charm in you finding me and my poetry, all grown up, still alive and kicking.

Take good care.