~ Welcome ~

Words ~
The immortality of silent thoughts ~
Can they capture the essence of truth...
Or mere attempts of engraving life ~

Here I come as the dreamer
wakes to a world of unknown shore
like the sand
in between fingers of drifting sea
I wait for the call to bring those words

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

: High on Exile :

Surplus
Promises
Darkness
Suppressive

Sheer dreams
beneath my face
Like forgotten kisses
I am, overturned in mist

Blissful enclosure
no words can seal
no hands can steal
falling air lightness

Was it a whisper
was it my heartbeats
fusing the static night
fragrance.. vanilla fire

Sweetness
you have come far too close
to me.. in distance of your mind
I hear the crackles of your curiousness

Turning away from heat
gazing into shadows of our dance
quietly, taken monograph of our thoughts
I have never prepared to look back with regret

~ Lyric Dreamer ~ 21 Aug 2012


: High on Exile : Lyric Dreamer Aug 2012

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