and when she did, the Great Walls gave in
to the silent Thames.
We summon the clouds
gray and dark
to speak of things
closer to heart
I kept wishing my nights away
while she strangled her somber days
Time desisted to move faster
staring at her face endlessly
And I stayed religiously hoping
the door knob would soon creek
at the sound of her keys!!
To K - the substance inside me!
4 comments:
Hey thanks fr dropping by. It feels wonderful whenever familiar faces come by:)
And I must say, your dad's a wonderful person to have said what he said...
and its just cloudy here! all cloudy! the good variety though...
how have you been?? longg time!
providence. chance. already canned film roll, call what you will... i always think, its all there, waiting to be thought of! :)
why arent you writing??
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