*You left footprints in the sands of my dreams
One last time could mean one last true moment of life
Existence is inevitably present
Life is rare
Bent over the tables
Or, sitting on an alphabetical carpet
Life can only be present if existence is tolerated
My tolerance couldn't have been possible without a moment of you
When tolerance is accepted
Life can become a redundant sequence of moments
Moments of you
However, "rare" depends on how much you give me
A peasant can ask for a morsel
I don't know how to ask for a millimeter/ of you
Ignorance can be baffling
Not at all bliss
Rarity prevails for one reason:
Ignorance*
A multitude of footprints you left in the desert/
That is my dreams.
Free of water and of you-All I have left/
are the footprints you left behind and a dry abyss of memories
The tables and the carpet/
disappeared a long time ago.
Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 12:33 AM UTC
*You left footprints in the sands of my dreams
One last time could mean one last true moment of life
Existence is inevitably present
Life is rare
Bent over the tables
Or, sitting on an alphabetical carpet
Life can only be present if existence is tolerated
My tolerance couldn't have been possible without a moment of you
When tolerance is accepted
Life can become a redundant sequence of moments
Moments of you
However, "rare" depends on how much you give me
A peasant can ask for a morsel
I don't know how to ask for a millimeter/ of you
Ignorance can be baffling
Not at all bliss
Rarity prevails for one reason:
Ignorance*
A multitude of footprints you left in the desert/
That is my dreams.
Free of water and of you-All I have left/
are the footprints you left behind and a dry abyss of memories
The tables and the carpet/
disappeared a long time ago.
