How Far

How Far

A Poem by Leah Simone

Through wounded skies and broken bows
we fall from dreams into this nothing world.

You, with your romantic verse--a net, a curse, a pillow.
My soot-black eyes cry on your linen, 
invisible tears and silence entomb our unsung melody.

All the wishing bells ring at dawn, but dawn sleeps,
ignores the tinkling and windswept desires.

In the space between my heart and my head
you practice your roping skills.

So funny that my red balloon heart
deflates the minute its untethered.

And the only time you look up
is when I float away.

But what you don't know,
what you'll never understand,
Is how far I go is never.

© 2013 Leah Simone

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This is really good. Really sad though.

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Added on October 16, 2013
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Leah Simone
Leah Simone

I'm a musician who loves to write poetry. I once hung poems on these walls and it felt good to have somewhere to put those creations. I felt so inspired, I began writing a lot. Since taking down.. more..