Archive | January 2015

The Less

frost
The less you’re here,
the more I want you,
how my head sinks into
the sanctuary of my pillow
and I’m able to close
both eyes and dream of
past times where the sun
shines even though today
the icy air covers the grass
and car windows in
fresh white frost outside,
inside my mind there’s
heat and golden rays
breaking through the clouds
to pave the way for every
path we walk through,
you gripping my arm and
I holding your waist
like we did last summer
on the dreamlike coast
when I kissed you on the
pier and then we held
each other close,
like we did last summer
and we’re gonna do
forever
in the temple of our
consciousness where
space and time
does not exist.

– Lennie Bezwik

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