There was the elderly couple who rummaged in bins
The pink tracksuit lady with her poodle
The gay dude in summer shorts and aviator sunnies
And like a massive wave of neurons firing in
I was shivering from the thought of possible victory
Couldn't control my quivering lips
The thin line between success and failure
Between yes and no
Between you and I
And in the far distance was a blurred horizon
Unseen to all in their foolish daydreams
I want nothing but to draw closer
And see the black and white that separates our superficial veils.
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Sunday, June 5, 2011
It comes with the night
I dream of falling into your wide embrace
I dream of burying my nose into your chest
I dream of you and I and nothing else
I dream of us in a place where it doesn't matter when things doesn't meet expectations
I dream of us smiling when everyone and everything else fails us
I dream of myself clinging frantically onto you in all the worldly misery
I dream of you making me feel loved and safe and wanted
I dream of you with my eyes wide open.
I dream of burying my nose into your chest
I dream of you and I and nothing else
I dream of us in a place where it doesn't matter when things doesn't meet expectations
I dream of us smiling when everyone and everything else fails us
I dream of myself clinging frantically onto you in all the worldly misery
I dream of you making me feel loved and safe and wanted
I dream of you with my eyes wide open.
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