Monday 14 March 2011

How do I follow you?
You are a fraction,
you dip in and out,
erupt and diminish,
dust collects on my eyelids
as you race to the finish.

You are a float tipped wave,
wanting only to crash,
a bitter end as you flood the rocks.

In each tiny death, you are renewed,
rising phoenix like and magnificent.

You are a flickering light,
too beautiful to survive,
but your light lets me learn nothing.

How do I follow you?
You are a fraction,
you dip in and out,
erupt and diminish,
dust collects on my eyelids
as you race to the finish.

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