You once sat there with me in raging epiphany
Shaded with white so black, that grey fell shy
Our twined legs together on the cold granite table
Stretching imagination as far as we were able
Red, blue, brown set with rock, salt and reef
Is it summer, autumn or winter, have a look at this leaf?
Once, a far time ago, is now a live vulture’s feed
Where an exit was forlorn and contagious lead,
A green arrow pointed in a direction different
In one world we split to an opposite, us flippant
Yet our song, love will conquer all, made sense,
First, once, then and forever hence
Showing posts with label romance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label romance. Show all posts
Fairy tale
28 March, 2007
Dream, she sat, her hands on the window sill, her head laying across her hand. The perfection.
The Cinderella notion of romance in her head. Twirling and making noise. Sunrise, sunset, heart beating in unison. The touches, caresses. The silly meaningless fights, vocabulary flying across the room with gusto of battle and the exaltation of winning, The soft whispers into her soul which no words can express. Walking hand in hand along on Venus or Mars. Zodiacs, celestial beings and destiny coinciding with her heart's desire. She called out to the dark blue night, calling out to the moonlight to throw some stars to decorate her emotion. The cool ripples in the icy waters. High seas and vast ocean wasn't deep enough. The gentle splash cusped with the twinkling eyes.
He was to come anytime. He said he will. She pushed the thought that invaded her. Sinking feeling that he might not come. She pushed the thought away, as time was passing by. He was not at war to hope he was alive. He was not at the merchants to hope that he earned some profit. He was still in her heart. HERS. and SHE was in his.
Will this fairytale have a happy ending?
The Cinderella notion of romance in her head. Twirling and making noise. Sunrise, sunset, heart beating in unison. The touches, caresses. The silly meaningless fights, vocabulary flying across the room with gusto of battle and the exaltation of winning, The soft whispers into her soul which no words can express. Walking hand in hand along on Venus or Mars. Zodiacs, celestial beings and destiny coinciding with her heart's desire. She called out to the dark blue night, calling out to the moonlight to throw some stars to decorate her emotion. The cool ripples in the icy waters. High seas and vast ocean wasn't deep enough. The gentle splash cusped with the twinkling eyes.
He was to come anytime. He said he will. She pushed the thought that invaded her. Sinking feeling that he might not come. She pushed the thought away, as time was passing by. He was not at war to hope he was alive. He was not at the merchants to hope that he earned some profit. He was still in her heart. HERS. and SHE was in his.
Will this fairytale have a happy ending?
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