This is a vision.
Marooned,
I swim in colors
Of memories
Of moments
Spent spitting words
Like swords
Slashing skin…
After sunrises and sunsets
We calm down only
To come back collecting
Sweet sorrowful wounds
April 28, 2011
7:45 PM
Friday, April 29, 2011
Thursday, April 28, 2011
A Follow Up
Although they are
only breath, words
which I command
are immortal.
-Sappho
And you are the lack of words
A vision remaining untouch
A truth plucked
from the stem of rose.
You are the lack of words
But a remainder of meaning
A random thought
Or a welcomed idea
put together.
April 29, 201
1:17 am
only breath, words
which I command
are immortal.
-Sappho
And you are the lack of words
A vision remaining untouch
A truth plucked
from the stem of rose.
You are the lack of words
But a remainder of meaning
A random thought
Or a welcomed idea
put together.
April 29, 201
1:17 am
Random
You devour me
with your laughter
I drown in the ocean
of your blissful
mouth water
April 21, 2011
with your laughter
I drown in the ocean
of your blissful
mouth water
April 21, 2011
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