naked trees.A Poem by Laine Johnson
i shiver, violently, as i toss and turn in the night.
these dreams, so vivid, awaken as the consciousness in my mind
becomes an inescapable fate.
eyes open wide, your silhouette i can't escape.
not even if i were to hide. not even if i close my eyes.
there are words frozen on your lips.
you stand still, in your gray hoodie, ripped jeans.
cold as winter, breath drifting carelessly from your mouth like little white lies.
...and we are as still as the naked trees looming over us.
© 2010 Laine Johnson
Abouthi, i'm Laine. 16. writing. photography. guitar. lyrics. poetry. more..
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