orgami's Diaryland Diary

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emotive touch

this wait

like a night fraught
hungering

this ache for all
that is not to touch

I wander under falling
mists like jewel fragments
cool upon the skin
they gleam drifting in the
streetlight

cognitive dreams
to conquer
minute beauty

I am damp and hurting
lost and angry

happy in this
seeking

the darkness
an old freind
knowing

6:54 a.m. - 2010-10-15

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