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Monday, 5 September 2011

Catch Me, Quietly

Another older poem revisited.


In the dark,

I reached, I fell

I wanted you, grasped the air

You were not there

Your eyes

Black in black night

Not wavering there

I fell

Piercing down into dark

Screaming fear into night

Catch me

Catch my hurt

Catch me quietly

And if I laugh

Steal not my happiness

If I cry

Don't dry my tears

Just let me exist

Catch me.

The safety of your arms.

Enough.

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