The clock ticks between breaths.
I count the seconds.
Turning my head,
salts the pillow...
...I reach out,
sliding my hand over,
to the cold side of the bed;
good night me!
The clock ticks between breaths.
I count the seconds.
Turning my head,
salts the pillow...
...I reach out,
sliding my hand over,
to the cold side of the bed;
good night me!
Comments
MistakenMagic | March 6, 2011 - 17:18
'The clock ticks between breaths' - what a wonderful line. So evocative! Well done, Chris, love this one :)
Magic xxx
threeleafshamrock | March 6, 2011 - 17:53
Thanks Magic ;)
Chris XXXX