DistanceA Poem by QuailYou tell me, because im confused...I wrote this with no emotionsMemories were never bound to anything Chains were never locked to a post, stuck in the ground, rusting slowly Photos made to wrinkle, rip, catch fire No frames to hold it steady, and still was never mentioned Time blasts a fragrance unknown to the gentle mind Miles become yards, yards become feet, feet become inches Until the smallest foot between us is gone Faded or destroyed with the wind Then kindly picks up the debri and carries it off And as we stand face to face our eyes locking the lock and breaking the key As to have no return from the gaze we share beyond this moment The fields, graveyards, houses, trees, and everything that was between us IS GONE Dissappeared within this world that has no boundaries To be no magician act of anykind And yet stuck between a line That was never defined Breathing a faintless breath that hitches along the wind Leaves slowly jump up and down becoming more franctic Soon mental thoughts become no more Physical touch happens Distance Is NO more © 2011 Quail |
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