Longer living in shadow

It's Sept. 26 and I'm about to revive my old blog, and as I do I discover that there are a few files never finished and published. Frankly they are crap but I'm not deleting anything, but I'm not finishing it either. So here it is published from 5/28/05 to 9/26/08

never really grew beyond that fatal moment
fingers brushed against rough skin
whispers flattening the sound
and heavy lidded expressions grew from sleepless eyes
entranced and exhausted we weaved deep roots together
our branches reaching for the unending skies

but broke ends shift in subtle wastes
and joys once found slide soon lose that tender taste
and distance becomes a