Time is ... :
Time is love ,
rolled up in a bottle ;
white sands falling
into endless seas ,
once broken -
a howling wind
in torrent - flood
of years,
then realised -
a soft , sad melody
sweetly sung
to the tune of lovers' tears ...
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Her :
You smile, because its normal
and the sun catches your teeth
and bounces secrets that zip
into my body as whispers of wind .
And your eyes' spirits flies into my body and
shakes up my feelings .
They leap into my legs and make me go
weak ...
and to think
that you're not there .
And your secrets
that are the wind become clear .
Then the strength that's kept me up
this long gives ,
and i take a hard crash into reality ...
again ...
Only to get up , and try to think of her ...
as i always did
Saturday, December 13, 2008
emotions adrift ...
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