Air

 
Love at Sight
Cuddle the skin of
this body to declare.
Kiss my stuffed heart 
to make it alive and off
despair.

No sound is heard,
as we stare at each other,
gently removing the stitches 
attaching one to the other.

I fall into the ground

with my chest wide open,
nothing but empty space
running drops of blue
as I watch you leave 
taking me everywhere,
anywhere
in you.
04.07.2011

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