talking in his sleep / late truth

 

Talking in His Sleep – Erin

“I love you more than death,” he said
with weary eyes and tainted breath
My own syllables prevented
my heart having beat itself to throat
But still I believed him
and found in sleep without need of dreams
rest

 

late truth – cara

it was only after you spoke with
beery eyes and clumsied breath
of death and my adoration
that my heart found it’s grown place
and closed me to a beating stillness

 

 

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