Of Muses And Other Ghosts

(7 march 1988)

Until I Gain The Courage To Sleep


Your lips, they're not dreaming of kisses
like mine do,
and it's wrong to give you wings again,
when you hide your white skin from me,
under thick layers of clothes.

Your eyes, always falling on others,
today they do the same, and a bit more,
carefully avoiding me, like disease.
Your enemies,
even they get more attention from you.

My love, is not for someone like you.
Tonight, I uncork my bottomless heart again
and sipp from it's oldest love,
until I gain the courage to sleep
in this sheetless bed, without you.

Who are you,
to chain your kisses on my ankles,
just because I loved you
when you happened to love me too?

Submitted: Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Edited: Thursday, March 28, 2013
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