By Oscar
Date: 21 July 1999

*untitled* (for Samantha)

The clock on the wall.

(tick tock tick, counting away the time spent waiting, wondering)

the specks of dust that dance in the sunbeams
(the way i had hoped we would dance)
 
the scent of your hair, 
red/gold, soft and
lightly tinged 
with the faint scent of smoke
lingering in my head

the warmth of you
still burning brightly
in these, my empty arms

lay the weight of another's sins
on my shoulders and i will not falter
they say devotion is a heavy cross
let me bear it.

make a martyr of this heart

i will not protest.

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"...how i wish you were here with me now"
    ---I. Curtis 
-"in a lonely place"