to look across the table, meet your gaze..
and from amidst a cloud of broken dreams
another strange decision,
one for you,
one for life,
one for saving you.
its nighttime and the cold is everywhere;
we are cycling through measures of it.
from beneath the frozen lake i breathe a misty breath
you yeild your icy flesh..
if there ever was a time of blindness,
its gone now.
i'd let the waning light come across all of you,
a satellite of bright and dim exposure,
shame and a giggling smile.
don't let go of your decision.
you've been sighted,
you've been seen,
you're drempt about even now.
you've been wanted,
you've been touched,
you're being kissed and