you're gone.
i know not where.
i know only one thing:
i miss you very much, my dear.
gone where?
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you're gone.
i know not where.
i know only one thing:
i miss you very much, my dear.
gone where?
gone where?
the morning there
is far from mine, yet i
in my morning mauves live through your
remnants...
remnants
of joy long lost
lie shattered on the floor;
stained glass windows that have broken
colours
colours
fabric of life
quickly stitched into squares
patterned scraps joined together with
silk threads
silk threads
tightly woven
together in this world
in a transparent silken cloth
above
silk threads
are, momently,
blinding, binding us in
a world where there is none but quick
whiteness...
where am i?!
above,
they say, are Gods,
below them our sighs
make up winds that lift to them as
prayers.
whiteness
in the creamy
comfort of new and fresh
sheets, soft, clean, clinging to my bed
peaceful
hehe, oops...too slow. :)
prayers
drifting lazy
toward the vast blue heavens
where God is waiting to make us
peaceful
peaceful
silence surrounds
no sound intrudes into
this cocoon of quiet delight
just breathe
just breathe
the air is clear
pure through my strong body
it cleanses my thoughts as well as
my whole
my whole
my being is just
there, hovering lightly
in a mist from a heavy rain
beauty
beauty
poetry in
only its skin. Is it love;
is it real; feeling; meaning; just
a thought.
a thought
wrapping its thin
fingers around your heart
making it light, becoming all
and none
and none
the wiser for
the crashes we've weathered,
still none the bluer for weapons
we've tethered
we've tether'd
our dreams tight to
an immobile place for
so long we no longer care, are
hopeless