Thursday, September 25, 2008

Bird upon the Snow

I can't handle you
Its really too much
Your loving words
and strong painful touch
The warmth of your breath
The ice in your hands
the chill down my spine
from your whispered demands
Your teasing tentacles
strangle my heart
The vine of your poison
binds me apart
Each time you glance up
You draw me down
Caught in a riptide
can't breathe so I drown
I plead you to go
I can't bear your knife
You keep me by hope
Yet destroy my life
Like a bird on the snow
Fed food in autumn
could've fled south
now starving, hits bottom
You promise and tease
my heart caught in pain
you hurt me with words
and destroy me again.

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