About Writings In The Dark

Expressing yourself can always be a puzzling task, specially when well kept secrects have the tendency to see day light, your hand is no longer yours, its true master are the most desperated thoughts your mind can hold, so what other choice do I have but to allow my hands to write in dark? This is a different kind of reading, enjoy!

domingo, 28 de febrero de 2010

My behold, my wish, and a shooting star


                                                                                    You could be anywhere
                                                                                    Right next to me
You could be anywhere
Far across the sea

I could be yours
If your hand I would touch
You could be mine
If my eyes lock your eyes

But where is the wagon going?
Where is the right road?
Where are you?

You can be anyone
My best friend here
You can be anyone
The hardest enemy.

We can be together
If only we knew
We can be lovers
If only we grew

The highest cloud
The smallest hive
The grand bright sun and his mistress the alluring silver skin moon
All witnesses of my behold, my wish and a shooting star.
How I wish you where here.
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