17 May 2012
Our intertwined fingers
My racing mind
I rest my head in the crevice of your shoulder
I rest my heart in the shadows of yours
I sprint to keep up with your long strides
The happiness that bubbles in our laughter
Your smile as I plait my hair
Soft words through the dark night
Walking pacing dancing in this deep city
Pure unadulterated joy
But the ethereal pictures fade
They always fade.
2011 • Opuss № I