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Array ( [sid] => 152773 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => I Carry You With Me [time] => 2009-09-01 04:36:27 [hometext] => the craving for someone i see in the midnight hour...the sorrow i feel in the new day [bodytext] => I lie awake with the lights out
until the early hours,
sleep evades me.

I see your face in the midnight hour,
reach out to you,
watch you vanish.

the night drags on; I toss and turn
think about our life
that had been.

I climb out
from beneath the covers,
chain smoke beneath the stars.

I know soon that I will drift away,
dream a dream of you
before aware of another day.

opening my eyes
to morning light,
how it almost burns these days.

the seductive dream of you flees
as if frightened
by the early light.

the memories come;
thoughts about what I
could have done differently

haunt me while I lie there,
staring up at the ceiling,
watching the cobwebs

sway in the burning light
of another day;
sway in the breeze.

this whole ordeal of my life
makes me feel scared.
you tell me there is no point

looking back on our past together,
but I cannot resist the memories,
they seep from my skin.

mostly now, I stand at my window,
watching afternoon light fade,
thinking about our life together

because I carry you with me
always.

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I Carry You With Me

Contributed by Adder on Tuesday, 1st September 2009 @ 04:36:27 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



I lie awake with the lights out
until the early hours,
sleep evades me.

I see your face in the midnight hour,
reach out to you,
watch you vanish.

the night drags on; I toss and turn
think about our life
that had been.

I climb out
from beneath the covers,
chain smoke beneath the stars.

I know soon that I will drift away,
dream a dream of you
before aware of another day.

opening my eyes
to morning light,
how it almost burns these days.

the seductive dream of you flees
as if frightened
by the early light.

the memories come;
thoughts about what I
could have done differently

haunt me while I lie there,
staring up at the ceiling,
watching the cobwebs

sway in the burning light
of another day;
sway in the breeze.

this whole ordeal of my life
makes me feel scared.
you tell me there is no point

looking back on our past together,
but I cannot resist the memories,
they seep from my skin.

mostly now, I stand at my window,
watching afternoon light fade,
thinking about our life together

because I carry you with me
always.





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Re: I Carry You With Me (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 1st September 2009 @ 07:43:21 AM AEST
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This was very good. In particular I liked these two verses:

'I climb out
from beneath the covers,
chain smoke beneath the stars.'

'the seductive dream of you flees
as if frightened
by the early light.'

good work.

-Phil



Re: I Carry You With Me (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Tuesday, 1st September 2009 @ 10:30:43 AM AEST
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well written, truly beautiful...

hugs n' love nessa


Re: I Carry You With Me (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 1st September 2009 @ 10:51:37 AM AEST
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painfully beautiful ~

You have mentioned in this deeply emotional piece, my two favourite times
of day-- the early morning and the fading light of the afternoon-- and made
them so unbelievably melancholy. Profoundly emotive, your words. Well done.

~ Breezy






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