Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Watching Her Sleep


She clutches her bear
when lonely
smokes sometimes
when she feels

I am patient with her
like she is my therapist
she said I redefine love
and its culture
but she is all
I know of love

She is every good thing
only human still

We revolve around "reality"
study cultures
till we find our own
She feels like my home

We stack dreams
on top of oxytocin
because its the only thing
that will hold the weight

I can feel her arms
around my neck
her body against mine
even when she isn't there

When i met her
I dreamed
in some lifetime
she would love me

Until now
I wondered
if my Karma
was bad

Alice in Wonderland