Friday, September 21, 2007

Sifting Through Sand


To dreams. Well, it isn't a dream anymore if you've already achieved it, huh?


There you are-
stark naked,
basking on your spotlight
observing your effect on me.

There you are-
in torpid latency,
taking in and reflecting light,
your luster blinds.

There you are-
just withim my reach;
your will permeating;
slipping away...
9:11 PM
the warden