Leave me before summer
When the heat wave comes and pulls
Beads of sweat from my cold face
Trickle down the paths of tears
Following new creases
But lingering upon same places
Then drop before too long
I lie in bed
Without you
Consumed by hateful tongues
That raze a molten heart
Whose bright coal fuels
A young fool's faith
Now smoldering up
In careless smoke
Above his life's loveless remains
Spitting sparks into the dark
That fade before too long
Monday, March 1, 2010
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