shiver

Posted by Robert Anderson On Friday, November 18, 2011 0 comments

this room
seems so much more
filled with beauty as you
lay naked beneath
the snuggle of a windy blanket

the reasons unknown to you but
the truth lies vacantly
and deeply in my own quivering heart

i quietly palpitate in a murky mind state,
hands covering my face in tears,
confused... so, so confused and yet
so in love because
i finally have you
to myself

the cyanide's confession
bore to you my truest feelings,
do you see now, sweet lover...
do you finally see?
it's how i have always
needed you

the gun cocks back and
the silence whisks me away
to be with you

for always.

Posted by Robert Anderson at Friday, November 18, 2011
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