Monday, January 21, 2013

Her Nimbus



There was a time when I saw heaven
as a place to go.
A place beyond the circumstance
of letting go; losing control.

There was a time when I saw heaven
as an adversary.
An opponent to slam me
through the dirt; to buried hurt.

There was a time when I saw heaven
underneath your eyes.
Welling your tears
for gold and glory; but never for me.

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