It was all just a dream...
all the faces...
the sounds,
the tastes,
not mine,
like another world,
And we all just stood back and watched it fall and rise again
and fall once more..
i miss the lights the most
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
The Romance
There's a rhythm,
I've calculated,
that starts right about now..
in these moments of my life
Where time seems stretched over just one moment
in a matter of seconds..
Its fleeting,
Its enduring
a self perpetuating juncture
that occurs
and ends often..
It is reborn..
and dies just the same...
and I can't understand it,
I cant relive it
I cant remember it after it passes...
but I remember how it feels
and that
is all that I have left ...
for when it returns...
I've calculated,
that starts right about now..
in these moments of my life
Where time seems stretched over just one moment
in a matter of seconds..
Its fleeting,
Its enduring
a self perpetuating juncture
that occurs
and ends often..
It is reborn..
and dies just the same...
and I can't understand it,
I cant relive it
I cant remember it after it passes...
but I remember how it feels
and that
is all that I have left ...
for when it returns...
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