By slug
Date: 25 October 2000

Ethereal

I feel like the word ethereal
       (Odd, to feel LIKE a word,
             rather than feel the word...)
even though my sporradic bursts
          of neurosis prove that he's
             costing me something already...
    my sanity
              (to be in love is
               to be in sane)
               as i watch the shadows dance
                       on my cave wall
  and wonder if they're real -
                                           if you're real
If anything Plato ever said was true -
            If my split-soul is you -
   if I'm allowed to feel
                          (ethereal)
                           real
                      when I'm in your arms-
          wondering...
                       wondering...

                    if i can (forget all my questions)

                             kiss you
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