YOU
In a flood of mood swings i am operating with today, i thought of your extravagant You.
Your cunning eyes & that gasping silence, as blank as possible, you fed me with most lavishly.
I envy the voices you love to listen to.
And crumbles of you always lie in me in ambush, you, a squatting beast in a murky corner, fright nibbling and waiting for the dawn ...
Smacking kiss into your brain.
P.S. Was i ever in your dream?
posted by Špiklja @ 10:56 pop.
4 comments
4 Comments:
I love it .. Especially "I envy the voices you love to listen to" ; maybe I understood it in my own twisted way but I can relate to it ....
WeO
"And crumbles of you always lie in me in ambush, "
This also I really appreciate ; oh lord Zeus ; full of feelings ... Though it is a bit dark !
WeO
:-) ~ a mild smile, reading this
Weo, that's the point of any kind of impression, to take it as you feel.
& beauty is often dark, no?
Jdare, the only way to get anywhere is the one-way street but only when you start running from South - North in the morning and swap directions just before it gets too dark so the night can't eat your face. 1 + 1 = M
Totality.
P.S. Yeah
How could somebody not dream of a creative person like you Tia.
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