Nov 05, 2007 22:25
last week, we were;
unlocking gates of roses, posies, and thyme
weighing the benefits, contemplating purposes
all is lost but not yet forgotten
we are in the midst of a change and a redemption
an awakening of emotions not yet forgotten,
not yet lost.
unlocking hearts, minds, bodies
vessels breaking through waves of torment
self inflicted grief, subconscious blindness
can i kiss you on the first of november?
then you kissed me there, on my temple, where i wanted
dead and decaying brown leaves at our feet
suddenly aware, i am standing, still and dreaming
awakening my awareness of tecture, sound, and feeling
and you notice this. when i feel like fleeing,
the leaves make breaking sounds underneath my feet.