[Laika]: 661.Contest Entries.Unlazy Poets.March 07 - Penelope

Press your head in your hands, rest
Eternally if that's what you wish
Nothing is like you, nothing is like it was
Even though the days are the same, the same sun
Lingers in the dusk, unwilling to let go of the moment
Or maybe jealous of you, of a beauty
People get killed for
Enjoy it, cherish it like your only treasure

Chilling air creeps through the window
Rustles your hair, awakens
Unwinds the tangled thoughts
Zigzagged around your bent neck, strangling