Aug 2013
INCINERATE.
To Ashes.
Million bits of Nothing,
Dissolving in the Wind.
Burned
and Passion carries forward.
This ache and pounding
Booming Louder
Must break false chains
That hold lips so tight.
For what purpose lies in sealed lips?
Information Forever Lost
Unless
Spoken.
Fear no consequences,
What could possibly happen?
Many things will surface,
Nothing left buried
Or hidden...
Heart aches,
feels lost,
Alone.
That those feelings shown,
Exist
Within you,
so Passionate.
Those words...
As Eye.
Similarities Grow,
To Me...
See how this Passion Builds?
Thought tear through haze into this
Aching Belief.
Recognize.
See.
I cherish it so.
But will let go
Learn to let go
Because thoughts show
This one thing
where 'belief'
is a comfortable word.
The only thing to describe
That black hole my thoughts lead to
When on you.
Somewhere.
Known.
Then the Foolish feelings grow
Then your words float back
Two Halves of a Whole...
Is 'Marco' not echoing
Loud Enough?
So now these shoulders shrug,
lip curled;
indifferent.
Suddenly confident,
Just want facts known.
Lips will move with steady
Concentration
Trying to communicate
Truly.
August 15, 2013
To Ashes.
Million bits of Nothing,
Dissolving in the Wind.
Burned
and Passion carries forward.
This ache and pounding
Booming Louder
Must break false chains
That hold lips so tight.
For what purpose lies in sealed lips?
Information Forever Lost
Unless
Spoken.
Fear no consequences,
What could possibly happen?
Many things will surface,
Nothing left buried
Or hidden...
Heart aches,
feels lost,
Alone.
That those feelings shown,
Exist
Within you,
so Passionate.
Those words...
As Eye.
Similarities Grow,
To Me...
See how this Passion Builds?
Thought tear through haze into this
Aching Belief.
Recognize.
See.
I cherish it so.
But will let go
Learn to let go
Because thoughts show
This one thing
where 'belief'
is a comfortable word.
The only thing to describe
That black hole my thoughts lead to
When on you.
Somewhere.
Known.
Then the Foolish feelings grow
Then your words float back
Two Halves of a Whole...
Is 'Marco' not echoing
Loud Enough?
So now these shoulders shrug,
lip curled;
indifferent.
Suddenly confident,
Just want facts known.
Lips will move with steady
Concentration
Trying to communicate
Truly.
August 15, 2013
(Canada)
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