Memories I do not wish to forget
though the days stretch longer behind us
Quiet moments in private places
acting as two people together do alone
What happens when the thoughts are unleashed
and the mind lets itself flow freely through
unencumbered fingers Is it possible to truly let
thought emerge with no block To emerge as
whole as possible I do not know but I am trying
to see if it is Childhood and adulthood are colors
melting into the same canvas creating new shades
of what had once been Where do old habits begin
Change is difficult when we attempt to enact it
ourselves and it is also difficult when it is thrust
upon us
You're hidden in my skin You wear it well
The words are all wrong when you speak
It rains slowly and softly You don't bother
with an umbrella Let it fall Let it fall
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment