Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Words are flying out like endless rain into a paper cup
They slither while they pass
They slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow waves of joy are drifting thorough my open mind
Possessing and caressing me
Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes
Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box
They tumble blindly
Sounds of laughter shades of life are ringing through my open ears
exciting and inviting me
Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns
It calls me on.....
dead = alive
happy = good sadness?!?
life = everything
me = needle in the hay stack
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