Monday, December 13, 2010


I want to place that holy pedestal,
the seat of the heart
on the highest mountain top,
the most distant star.
These shores, I will race through
like it's a dream,
until I find the most remote
unreachable place,
and there, 
will I bleed my heart dry.
There, on a bed of hidden nights
and secret gazes,
I will lay a spread of sincere tears.
Intimacies and half-loves
I will forsake
as dust kicked up on the road
to that final doorstep.
There, I will wet lip with heartsblood
and speak its innermost secrets.
There, only there,
I will open the floodgates
and cast my heart out to the wind.

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