Friday, January 21, 2011

Light Bulbs

as the lights burn out
one by one
they whisper to each other
"i love you"
so in this, my last flickering
i wish to tell you something
but something so much more
than i love you

if the trees disappeared
i would be your shade
if the well dried up
i would quench your thirst
if time stopped

for
just
one
moment

if the earth ground to a halt
ripping itself from the heavens

no, that would never happen
(just in case)
i love you

fade to black.........

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