Thursday, July 17, 2014

The City That Sleeps Where They Fell

I know you move your fingers when you sleep because I have felt them move and I know I must do the same.

And I must wonder how many times we have unconsciously, in dreams or nightmares, reached for each other's hands and never even known.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Your writing is always so beautiful. Thank you for continuing to share it with the world.

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The avant garde tweener said...

Magical as always.

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loveology said...

so beautiful...

i recently found your book again and i've read it in my bed and couldn't stop reading...
i needed the words so much, they made me cry and that was just what i needed.
thank you.