still here

still here i gasp cool morning air, hold it; expel the rush of breath. if i have so abraded your semblance of normalcy as to cause you to seek separation from me, so then, it is. hints have no existence, the words must be spoken tell me to go away, leave empty and echoing these passages in which we have spent our love. you will need to scream it, my ears are deaf i do not read lips, with shut eyes. 01-07-11 ©tlp 2011