this is home

Posted on June 7, 2010 | 6 Comments

How quietly loves pass you by,
Their names – moonless nights
killing postcoital glow.
/
/
How gravely love moulds to hate
or apathy,
mixing into the summer air,
You,
uttering their names,
holding onto that fire
/
Driving fast,
somewhere past
a streetcar named desire,
Burning through memories
Ash scattering ash
/
And
every
spark
hits
the
pavement
like
a
stone
/
You stop to breathe.
You’re not alone.
/
You know I’m here
And this is home.

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6 responses to “this is home”

moondustwriter | June 8, 2010 at 02:48 | Reply

how sad for love as it turns the corner to apathy or hate
love can become so painful

love you sweet one
- glitteringsootonhereyelashes | June 10, 2010 at 05:01 | Reply
  
  it’s true, love can hurt more than anything in the world, but in the end, it’s all worth it. always (:
  
  love ya right back :D
  
  xx
ebbtide | June 8, 2010 at 17:38 | Reply

Stunning images – especially the 4th stanza… excellent!
- glitteringsootonhereyelashes | June 10, 2010 at 05:01 | Reply
  
  thank you (:
  i did try. hehe :D
  
  xx
pjdjennel | September 8, 2010 at 06:13 | Reply

sometimes i feel like i reside in the in-between.. the place between now and the past, love and loss, apathy and passion.. that has become home because it’s so hard going back and forth, trading one for the other and back again.. sometimes grey feels so good.
glitteringsootonhereyelashes | September 8, 2010 at 18:49 | Reply

i know exactly what you mean. and sometimes i’m like that too, but it doesn’t feel right sleeping in some sort of grey mirage for ever and ever. it’s temporary. and this is home :)

xx