Chronicles Of A 20-Something - Late Night Poem.

I
dream
of
you
sometimes.

Wondering
what it would be like if you
scraped out my heart

Dissected
it
into
pieces

Letting the blood
fall

and
fall

and
fall

Into your skin ...

r u n n i n g
down
your
legs

Like a tear kissing the ground.
Yes.
Like a falling star chasing the moon.
Yes.
Like melting chocolate on a strawberry.
Yes.

How

I'd love to see
You try to clean your nails

When

My heartbeat is stuck in your eyes.

Copyright (C) Lauren Hamilton 2009