I.... am listening to the rain , raining in a small city I live in - amidst all the other surroundings of my heart - the angels fall down on curbs and alleyways, and the parks glisten with anxiety to shell their dreams - flowers pick at roses and benches silence the attitude of lovers - falling in the rain - here in my queit amplitude of 20 minutes break - my tea warms the intensity of my feelings for something in me has.... become attributed to the forsaken times and the broken tears - I feel... remembered although i have forgotten the way it felt to know myself - I feel remembered - for today I watch and listen to something I have been looking for, for so long - I watch the pearls of drama , I listen to the echo of eyes -
I never usually ... believe or try like this
I never usually ... fall like this
I never usually become so strong , become so committed to watching a simple idea grow
I never usually love something so bad
I never usually become ... transformed I suppose
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