Hiding, again

7 * 12* 09

it was easy to live in a dream
when that dream came from your kiss

Now I have nothing
nor dream
------------or kisses

Now I'll have to file your memories
somewhere deep
away from the salt of my ocean
and the sweet water of your skin

Away from the moist of my nights
the wind of your voice
and the fire of my soul...

I'll have to hide them away
where they may never ignite
the flamable matter of my dreams
again.
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