Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Lost Property Cupboard in the Stars

Are you floating there
Between the coins and hairclips
The broken dreams and insults
The time we never get back
Are you now lost?
Beyond the stretch of my hand
Where I couldn’t protect
A possession
An invisible piece of my property
With a heartbeat I never heard
Too close to keep
But I reach
Towards where you may be
Calling to the cupboard in the stars
That you are mine
And I will not leave you there.

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