I wrote this yesterday, 28 February 2008
There he is again, that man in a black suit
He continues waiting forever for me, watching me
Stumble and fall--always picking me up from Hell's clutches
He smiled at me, called me Sabrina
When my name is Aden
He walked with me, talked with me
And told me things I don't remember
And even if I did I would not tell you
It's personal, between him and I
Those blue-green-grey eyes stare
Piercing my soul
My knees go weak and my mind goes blank
I let you look, I let you in with your eyes
Search me, Love, and tell me what you see
What you find, search me
Open me up, I'm your book
Read me as we walk down the narrow road
Away from the Light, the pretty things
Towards the Aurora Borealis, towards the inky black sky
Towards fate, towards love, towards my real end
I can only imagine, only wonder what I will see
You finish reading and you embrace me tightly
I smell your smell and I slip...just a bit...in your arms
Holding onto me still, steadfast. And I waited, patiently
He read my mind and said
"You're already there, Love. This is it."
Like the gentleman he is, he kissed my hand
And in a flash was gone
I look up at the Alabaster sky
And contemplated--
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