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ohhh livejournal. it has been so long! *gives embrace inflamed with long repressed passion*
i have been writing so much lately, i stay up nights filling journals. i sit in my window and want to swim into the sunset. the limping wind cant keep up with me, i out run its feeble breathing....
(the delicacy of the morning is like lace in light)
The Frantic Hindrance of Freedom
The time I take to lose myself in leaving!
windows open, always dreaming, I lean out so
breathless! Beaming! The sound of night will call me in
the short winged birds all tuck their chins
so little flight, they barely lift but do they
dream as I do? Lean as I do?
off of branches, out of windows, under skies and under stars?
wirey limbs that reach so far!
We know that shortened wings only hinder flight! Not minds, not mine
The trains are whistling and I see the smiles
of winding track and wonder if birds follow
hollow sounds the way that I do?
Such a train! Bellows deep and with such singing!
Wishful thoughts are always best to the tune of something left unseen, unseeing
winding forward, she weaves with a purpose I don't yet possess
but will when I secure a seat, palm to chin and tear to cheek,
those lanes, those roads are more enchanting when I
have no foreknowledge of where they are leading!
leaning farther, I can see her
billowed smoke is to the ripples of a dress
a cloak of smoky lace caresses, streams backward,
charcoal hair!
a snake shedding an old life, she pushes forward, she is
the vibrant thunder of a silent storm.
I whisper, TAKE ME! Wherever you are going, take me,
I want to wrap myself in those charcoal folds and go,
With you I'll split the roads!
And with these thoughts my feet take flight,
there is long wind beneath short wings!
Under glowing sky I am running,
and those are only humble stumblings,
but they will take me where I'm going!
To where hearbeat becomes hearbeats!
To where lonely becomes living!
(how i wish i could be masked and moving in the crowd of a masquerade. i will make my own mystery)
have a good day, all of you ^__^
~E
i have been writing so much lately, i stay up nights filling journals. i sit in my window and want to swim into the sunset. the limping wind cant keep up with me, i out run its feeble breathing....
(the delicacy of the morning is like lace in light)
The Frantic Hindrance of Freedom
The time I take to lose myself in leaving!
windows open, always dreaming, I lean out so
breathless! Beaming! The sound of night will call me in
the short winged birds all tuck their chins
so little flight, they barely lift but do they
dream as I do? Lean as I do?
off of branches, out of windows, under skies and under stars?
wirey limbs that reach so far!
We know that shortened wings only hinder flight! Not minds, not mine
The trains are whistling and I see the smiles
of winding track and wonder if birds follow
hollow sounds the way that I do?
Such a train! Bellows deep and with such singing!
Wishful thoughts are always best to the tune of something left unseen, unseeing
winding forward, she weaves with a purpose I don't yet possess
but will when I secure a seat, palm to chin and tear to cheek,
those lanes, those roads are more enchanting when I
have no foreknowledge of where they are leading!
leaning farther, I can see her
billowed smoke is to the ripples of a dress
a cloak of smoky lace caresses, streams backward,
charcoal hair!
a snake shedding an old life, she pushes forward, she is
the vibrant thunder of a silent storm.
I whisper, TAKE ME! Wherever you are going, take me,
I want to wrap myself in those charcoal folds and go,
With you I'll split the roads!
And with these thoughts my feet take flight,
there is long wind beneath short wings!
Under glowing sky I am running,
and those are only humble stumblings,
but they will take me where I'm going!
To where hearbeat becomes hearbeats!
To where lonely becomes living!
(how i wish i could be masked and moving in the crowd of a masquerade. i will make my own mystery)
have a good day, all of you ^__^
~E