Thursday 18 December 2014

Lounge Of My Thoughts

I'm sat at the departure lounge
waiting for you to board
  though ten minutes has passed
since I felt the warm volcanic impression 
of your 
presence in my 
heart.
In the absence of your present 
i feel 
you 
more.
You're so far east. 
each morning i wake up
with the hopes of getting a glimpse 
hoping that somehow 
we'll 
connect.
In your absence I feel you more.
In your silence I hear.
I sit down at evening times 
and 
put pen to paper
hoping that somehow the ink will become eternal to my 
arteries 
leading you 
astray 
to the center of my being...
my heart 
but I know words can only do as much as filter these sour wounds 
but the future remains a blur 
as I sit at the departure lounge.

-CEM ft BTC

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