slow connection
breaks&buffers
stop start stop
nearly silent
one two three
softly strumming,
layering sweetly.
whispered vocals
it hits me.
motions ceases.
i freeze.
bow my head.
shivering.
not temperature.
blood moving
arms to face
beautiful.
each word rises
flows caresses
builds builds
building a story
fitting my world
repeat, repeat
it breaks me.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
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