Caught in those dark eyes
Invisible space between
Head on my shoulder
You're a rolling stone
I'm as steady as the sea
Our paths intersect
Two contrasting worlds
In different directions
Till we meet again
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Thursday, August 11, 2005
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Swinging door
I rush through
Breaking the surface
A crash
Descending
Abandoned
Surrounded
I open my eyes
A sea of blue
With darkness below
And the surface fading
Panic strikes
Limbs flailing
Choking
A faint whisper:
Breathe
I gasp for air
Hysterical
Dying
Losing grip
Whispers
I pant
I gulp
I suffocate
Exhausted
I give up
Give in
I sink
Stiff and cold
I think, wonder, and behold
I watch the descent
Reaching the end
With nowhere else to go
I step through
Breaking the surface
A crash
Descending
Abandoned
Surrounded
I open my eyes
A sea of blue
With darkness below
And the surface fading
Panic strikes
Limbs flailing
Choking
A faint whisper:
Breathe
I gasp for air
Hysterical
Dying
Losing grip
Whispers
I pant
I gulp
I suffocate
Exhausted
I give up
Give in
I sink
Stiff and cold
I think, wonder, and behold
I watch the descent
Reaching the end
With nowhere else to go
I step through
Monday, July 18, 2005
Once on a cold night
It was the middle of the night when she came. She leaned forward and gave me a kiss. I opened my eyes and I saw her standing there. I reached out and drew her towards me. She snuck in and we shared the cold. I put my arms around her and closed my eyes. It was a dream. I had her beside me, under the sheets. I felt her face on mine. I could tell how sweet she tasted just by the scent of her. I moved my head around, nudging her face till our lips met. I wet my lips.
We opened doors that were supposed to remain shut. We let go, gave in, and didn't hold back. We were lost in rhythm, in passion, in fate. She tasted so good and felt so right.
It was the beginning and the prelude to the end. Should we keep or should we forget the memory of the first night of the life we never had?
We opened doors that were supposed to remain shut. We let go, gave in, and didn't hold back. We were lost in rhythm, in passion, in fate. She tasted so good and felt so right.
It was the beginning and the prelude to the end. Should we keep or should we forget the memory of the first night of the life we never had?
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
Crossing
Nowhere we know
Somewhere in between
Sitting around
With empty seats
And vacant aisles
Shadows lay perfectly
As she radiates
Disarmed by a smile
By a gaze
A brush of skin
Heightened senses
Cymbals crash
Base drums boom
Fireworks rush and tumble
Surrounded by strangers
Curious and uncertain
As the never ending trip rolls on
Second thoughts
Fate conspires
Lead feet dragged
By a clumsy fool
Impossibly nonchalant
Half a smirk
Half afraid
Loud numbing beats
One deep breath
A smile
And life takes a turn
Takes a chance
In my direction
Somewhere in between
Sitting around
With empty seats
And vacant aisles
Shadows lay perfectly
As she radiates
Disarmed by a smile
By a gaze
A brush of skin
Heightened senses
Cymbals crash
Base drums boom
Fireworks rush and tumble
Surrounded by strangers
Curious and uncertain
As the never ending trip rolls on
Second thoughts
Fate conspires
Lead feet dragged
By a clumsy fool
Impossibly nonchalant
Half a smirk
Half afraid
Loud numbing beats
One deep breath
A smile
And life takes a turn
Takes a chance
In my direction
Thursday, July 07, 2005
In the mood
Lustful looks
And sweet nothings
Made up words
And carnal longing
For our conscience
We pretend
The deception
Will reach no end
Into rhythm
We lose control
We crowd the sheets
We stain the soul
Until
I'm done
Tomorrow
The guilt will come
And sweet nothings
Made up words
And carnal longing
For our conscience
We pretend
The deception
Will reach no end
Into rhythm
We lose control
We crowd the sheets
We stain the soul
Until
I'm done
Tomorrow
The guilt will come
Monday, July 04, 2005
A promise
How can I hear what can't be heard?
Or answer a question yet to be asked?
I will bend to your will
Trust in your judgment
Ask without asking
Doubt my doubt
Listening in silence
Chasing the sky
Or answer a question yet to be asked?
I will bend to your will
Trust in your judgment
Ask without asking
Doubt my doubt
Listening in silence
Chasing the sky
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)