Monday, May 09, 2011

Meteorshower


Meteorshower


You said There's one, pointing, and as I turned
I saw one that you missed as you looked at me

Our lips touched, and we forgot why we're alive.

They say that when you wish on one, you get it.
You get what it is you wish for. But I had no time

to wish for anything. I was too busy seeing, on
the inside of my eyelids, something greater than

stars, falling or otherwise.
Our lips touched, and we forgot why we're alive.

-- © Ciprianowords, Inc. 2011 --

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