I stood still…
A smell of strawberries.
Whiplash!
Beauty.
A flash of a girl…
I was in love.
A field of corn,
Her face…
Clenched fists I walk away,
Give,
Me,
Her.
Whirlwind.
I was swept away!
Another planet…
I’m in love
Speechless.
Flanked from behind,
I will embrace her.
No more hiding.
I will catch you,
I will catch you,
I will fall down your back,
The sun shall rise again.
Warmth.
Warmth.
Warmth.
Warmth.
Warmth.
Warmth.
Bend the bars and break them.
I’m here to save you.
One day I’ll learn how to fly.
I love you.
What’s your name?
Sunday, December 7, 2008
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1 comment:
I like this one! the succession of the word 'warmth' is really artistic.
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