The anticipation of being wanted
Waiting for nutrients of the mind
And soul and savour our saved time
We build our lives on sandstone not granite
Not a meteor that hit but a shift of the tectonic plates
Slow but strong
Ever present but doubtful of their force
Easily denied but powerfully felt
The language of us
The one you met
Different to the one you found,
Stumbled into a parched
Waterfall.
Nov 29, 2015
Nov 29, 2015 at 7:11 PM UTC
The anticipation of being wanted
Waiting for nutrients of the mind
And soul and savour our saved time
We build our lives on sandstone not granite
Not a meteor that hit but a shift of the tectonic plates
Slow but strong
Ever present but doubtful of their force
Easily denied but powerfully felt
The language of us
The one you met
Different to the one you found,
Stumbled into a parched
Waterfall.
