I found love on breaker beaches <br />on city streets filled with strangers <br />on nights that spun with drunkenness <br />and later on forgot <br /> <br />it was always “end this night” and <br />“onto the next” and the world flew <br />a thousand miles an hour, ten years <br />at a time <br /> <br />I was torn apart, stitched, torn again <br />dressed in pieces of myself <br />holding on with two hands, slipping <br />into nothing, then <br /> <br />I found you on a broken night <br />and a broken moon split the sky <br />and the world broke down hard <br />and stopped<br /><br />Ben Paynter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/still-point-you/
