The Rush of Water
The fading blue, the greying white, the haze between two scores. Oblivious to your tune, I sing of ocean against my oars.
Bio unattainable
The fading blue, the greying white, the haze between two scores. Oblivious to your tune, I sing of ocean against my oars.
I didn't make the choice to let myself exist here, and somehow it bothers you but I will not shed a tear.
The glass floors for skating had once been a lake. The children learn to ballet on the sugar cake. footsteps painted, the artist falls, Fall like angels. Red cheeked like dolls.
Black, white and mute we wander, through these… empty alleyways and corridors. White Light strikes us blind, when these eyes meet, our silence donned with firm underscores.
Akin to a stream animated on rocks, Each syllable embraces its beat. It longs to ensnare each snapshot of imagination, By a clause, simplicity harmonizing impact.