Aug 21, 2009

ground control.

your heart beats
this moment
steady
sturdy
drum of life.
I pretend to be near it
close my eyes
feel its rhythm
slow my breathing
match its pace
follow suit
follow slumber
follow you
into tomorrow
I know you're there
not far from here,
where i am not
distance builds
like tension
feeding anxiety
inside of me
my heart speaks to me
in your voice.

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