Author: valpincon PM
1st draftRated: Fiction K - English - Words: 57 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 05-04-12 - id: 3019315
|A+ A- Full 3/4 1/2 Expand Tighten|
The past has stretched thin over me
As I have outgrown its protection.
I've stitched and patched the memory
Until it's almost an illusion.
I hang this ragged love, a sorry screen
Around our precious time, less than a week.
And always, in the silent space between
The indrawn breath of one about to speak.