There's an anomaly
in my body.
I move so softly in the face of things,
but I'd like to move in nature;
it makes me a wild bird lost in the cryptic love for
thought,
kinesis,
and flight of the universe.
It makes me as fragile as the tides,
similar to an ****** prose - moving in its poetic ways.
There's an anomaly
in my body.
Sep 27, 2012
Sep 27, 2012 at 9:59 PM UTC
There's an anomaly
in my body.
I move so softly in the face of things,
but I'd like to move in nature;
it makes me a wild bird lost in the cryptic love for
thought,
kinesis,
and flight of the universe.
It makes me as fragile as the tides,
similar to an ****** prose - moving in its poetic ways.
There's an anomaly
in my body.
