?

Log in

No account? Create an account
Scheherazade in Blue Jeans
freelance alchemist
I don't want sleep I do not want surcease or rest or temporary… 
23rd-Dec-2010 12:13 am
Writing - photo
I don't want sleep
I do not want surcease
or rest
or temporary oblivion.
I want the knife edge of 4am
silver along
all the places you kissed me.
I want to speed time,
I want to work magic,
fingersnap to bring you back,
quests accomplished.

I do not know
how to be alone
in bed anymore.

I know how we entangle,
I know your heat
and your hands
and your voice.
I know your bedtime stories
and the whispers of
half past yesterday,
quarter til tomorrow.
I do not know this wide empty bed.
I do not want it.

I do not want sleep.
Comments 
23rd-Dec-2010 05:31 am (UTC)
I wish someone would write like that about me someday.

well done.
23rd-Dec-2010 12:56 pm (UTC)
Lovely. I got a little teary because it makes me think of all the spaces between when I see him, and when I don't.
23rd-Dec-2010 01:02 pm (UTC)
This is beautiful, and I can so relate. Here's one of mine about some related feelings.

http://bifemmefatale.livejournal.com/75301.html
23rd-Dec-2010 04:45 pm (UTC) - *catch in my throat*
This is beautiful.

Not to belittle your feelings but it does express how I felt when A died. I had problems vocalizing why exactly, I couldn't sleep. But this says it very well.

I hope you don't mind, but I will probably think of Aries whenever I see this.
23rd-Dec-2010 04:50 pm (UTC) - Re: *catch in my throat*
I don't mind even a tiny bit. *hugs*
This page was loaded Sep 20th 2017, 10:13 pm GMT.