We Close.

We close.
We draw the curtains and repose.
We doze.
We cover up and curl our toes.
We hide.
Within is warm, and safe inside.
We there abide.
Within our memories, pacified.

We fall.
We do not watch, we do not call.
We stall
We make our footsteps slow and small.
We rest.
Within we soothe, in softness blessed.
We nest.
Within our slumber, we digress.

We fade.
We seek a silence and a shade.
We are betrayed.
We are undone. We are unmade.
We lie.
Within is peace, but where am I.
We sigh.
Within is lost, within I die.

We wake.
We gather every breath I take.

16 December 2009

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