disappearing ink [ 2010-02-26, 12:40 a.m. ]

he has given my heart words that my brain cannot decipher
synapses fire in desperation
but my fingers do not will a pen to write them
no keys exists in this world to type them

they appear like a morning fog evaporated by sunlight or cling frozen to trees and fences in the winter cold
too quick the change to notice but only for a moment
then vanish to safekeeping, locked away

even I still search for that key

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