i burn, i pine, i perish

by lucidscreamer

Eric composes another song for Shelly, pouring out his pain, grief, and love. "I swallow those/three words that lie like runes/on my tongue..."

i burn, i pine, i perish

all for this "you"
who does not exist
outside clips and phrases
of perfection in my mind,
where such magic can survive --

those hidden smiles breaking
my heart's boundaries, those soft
caresses confined to lucid dreams
of this "you and me" concealed
a million miles away from now...

hypnotized
by my surroundings,
disconnecting
from the present,
i swallow those

three words that lie like runes
on my tongue; without you,
they tumble, polished stones
striking the bottom
of my solitary soul.

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© 3/28/02 Lucidscreamer