Pitter-patter
glistens matter,
Slowly slithers this
gentle hopper.
Sound in shivers of silver sprinklers;
Shattering lights exploding water-glass.
Quiet bodies in quiet places,
Variant coordinates of existence.
Between north and south
breathing uneven,
A drizzle whispers to a hurricane:
Yesterday a nameless man walked with a nameless woman
Covering known tracks in phantom company.
Today time runs invisible,
Belief, you painted yourself human.
A thousand miles between us now
ReplyDeleteIt causes me to wonder how
Our love tonight remains so strong
It makes our risk right all along
The time we spent apart will make our love grow stronger
But it hurt so bad i can't take it any longer
I want to grow old with you
I want to die lying in your arms
I want to grow old with you
I want to be looking in your eyes
I want to be there for you, sharing everything you do
I want to grow old with you
Your dreams are to me, primal
DeleteYour path to victory, my joy.
Where you go, my thoughts follow -
With arms and a battalion of belief.
I choose to desolate myself thus,
So that you might dream vividly.