Silenced Requests

Don't ask me to paint
a rainbow in your night
sky, or even to pick the
stars tangled all around
your sun. I now lost all the
colors hidden in your
pictures, and even the
only ladder I had to climb
on to your heart is broken.

Don't ask me to call your
hands to perfectly fit mine,
or even to carve a sonnet
on your lonely pavements.
I no longer remember how
to dial my steps to you, and
those busy streets of yours
I have now abandoned.

Don't ask me to write
you an escape out of my
autumn tears, or even to
sing a warm lullaby for your
winter breaths. My calendar
pages can only replay our
September song, and all the
words I say are lost in a
rhymeless state.

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Free me ..
from painting your tangled
sonnets in my heart, I can't
have my beats never escaping
the broken melodies of your
burning winter songs.

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© Copyright 2012 by: gIrL
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