Tori Bachue

Rookie - 22 Points (29/09/1994)

26 - Poem by Tori Bachue

A steady gaze, into the far land
Brushing aside me, a crossing, walking alongside of me
A stirring inside me as you do
Leaves in the wind, dancing
Calling out
Air
I breath
What I want to breath
And feel
Your scent and haunting face
So simple
So old
A familiar tingling, down my spine
Shiver
Lost longing, love
Yearning
You won't yield
Don't face me as you do
Plummeting into a darkness so deep
Confronted and the answer;
Running
Into a mirror, and the sheets of the warm night
Hot water brushing my flushing cheecks
A cry of distress
Stars and clouds
Endless sky, I'm not alone
So why am I this lonesome?


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 16, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, January 11, 2013


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