Middle Hall's The Medium
Volume 1
Number 3
February 2003
Contents
Contents
Contents

Sanctuary

Spent my whole life seeking
Sanctuary
Why aren't you my
Sanctuary
When I held your hand
When you kissed my lips
When you wrapped my hair around your fingertips
Hallucinations of...
Sanctuary
Why can't you be my
Sanctuary

To follow your footsteps
And long for your touch
Your chest as my pillow
Was always enough
But for you too much
I was never your
Sanctuary
I'll never be your
Sanctuary

Your smell lingered sweet
In the air a little too long
On warm rooftops
Your smell mixed with summer
Caressed my face
With you on clear nights
I had finally reached this place
Your scent still is my
Sanctuary

Where your neck merged into the definitions of your chest
Rising and falling
True contentment in your breath
As you talked me to sleep
So high to fall so deep
Tripping on you
stumbling through
sanctuary

pupils dilate
heart pounds
hands sweat
dry mouth
if only you were illegal too
for the pain that you have caused
the addicting lure of your crouched spirit
where I found my
sanctuary

sanctuary
why was I never enough
and together we became too much
to ever be your
sanctuary
I didn't mean for my love to hurt
You never meant for your love to heal
Sanctuary
My love was always too much
Your love was never enough
To be our
Sanctuary
to be your
sanctuary
to be my
sanctuary


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