Sunday, August 26, 2012

Lotus Eating

I tried to call,
but your phone
wasn't on.
It's all right
at least for tonight.

I tried to write,
but the pigeon
was gone.
It's all wrong,
at least for tonight.

Living on candlelight.
Lotus eating, like
ancient stories.
And your heart,
something to break mine on.

I tried to forget,
but your face
wouldn't go.
It's all right.
I got a light.
Smoking you away
until dawn.

Living on candlelight.
Lotus eating, like
ancient stories.
And your heart,
something to break mine on.

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