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By aparajita Date: 2007 Sep 06 Comment on this Work [[2007.09.06.10.09.30079]] |
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restless gentle butterflies furiously swarming like moths searching and not finding the flame restless feet needing to run without a destination no safe harbour horizons too far restless itching unable to scratch desires thoughts and dreams restless just another 2am like all the others every 24 hours restless arms lament heart agonizes without tears listen to the rain time running out clock... tick, tock, tick, tock tick tock restless breasts sag ache hands search with longing blindly seeking nothing tangible disappointment empty aloneness restless tough to breathe chest tight wandering, wondering if the heat of the flame the journey would make exquisite moments sheltered or imprudent warm or incinerate restless tick, tock shattering reality is the clock |