I Miss My Coma
Posted: November 26th, 2007, 11:29 pm
we were both figments
of each other's imagination
when each saw the other
we were seeing what we wanted to see
the merciful blindness of love
the blessed, blessed blindness
to see ourselves through another's eyes
and to like what we see, that's the blessing
if love is a persistent vegetative state
it doesn't last forever. Eventually you wake up.
I miss my coma
of each other's imagination
when each saw the other
we were seeing what we wanted to see
the merciful blindness of love
the blessed, blessed blindness
to see ourselves through another's eyes
and to like what we see, that's the blessing
if love is a persistent vegetative state
it doesn't last forever. Eventually you wake up.
I miss my coma
