rushing past me like the wind
I can smell you faintly in the backround
my soul used to know yours
now I barely recognize you.
we are entangled forever
the fruits of our union..
slow down , get down
to let them look at you
show don't tell
relinquish
unhand
all that power
only for a few moments
and let your eyes
unburden ...
1.02.2008
perception
Posted by BLISS at 2.1.08
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