Sunday, 23 February 2014

Life

And you were a poppy

Seeded in our underwater

Orchestras’ dream.        

Each bow of breath you

Feel from this passageway

Sets apart our moment in time;

Our moment of timeless.

Stapled my beliefs to your

Lowered down walls,

I was abused in happiness and

Seduced by our perfection.

Vast of our bloom you were

Drowning we were

Creating.

preferred idle eyes

started creating paperback  tears out of idle pen hands,  and look where it took us. i've encountered space between us but I've blur...