April 8, 2012



residual adoration that besmirches my dreams and depraves my reason

a transitory love, an unfading infatuation

dainty desire to submerge in a subconscious…

no sight is ever so illusive and yet so intimate

faceless, skinless

it is holding hands, inadvertently

a common idea, common friends, a mutual end… 

a world apart

a reciprocal relationship between intruders

the morbid satisfaction of a solitary game played by two

(his ghosts are my loot)

to each letter, to each tune… my estranged surrender

a misty love born in darkness, yet unremitting

... it's carved my heart

this love that I’ll betray