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Yesterday is so short;
tomorrow rushes me headlong
and I’m just holding, holding, clutching.

So short the hours, so fleeting the seconds
when you breathe in, breathe out;

stopping my own lungs from letting go,
I wait until yours take one more shallow pull,
one more gulp of your abridged novel

and I’m pinching the pages,
praying, praying, begging
for just one more, one more.
©2008 ~merr-child
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Just one more page, just one more.
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He's not gone yet; christ I'm fighting it.
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*angelwalker:iconangelwalker: Apr 17, 2008, 4:37:16 PM
Oh honey. *hug* His pages aren't done yet, there's still a bit left in that heroes tale.

--
Most women look for a knight in shining armor, I'm looking for a werewolf.

The last flicker of daylight calls to me, but yet into the darkness I walk.

.K.
~EvaLilith:iconEvaLilith: May 1, 2008, 10:19:29 AM
:glomp:
The imagery is awesome. There's pages yet.

--
:looking up a suspect:
"Lloyd P. Nash." :laughs: "Wanna guess what the "P" stands for?"
"Is it pertinent?"
"Not even close."
- from "Due South"
[link] - Rubber ducks.