if you stand and close
your eyes you might feel
a chilly kiss brush across
your cheek and wet
your motionless lips
with yet unspoken sentences
you might hear the calm
of tomorrow's breath as she
whispers promises of
a certain sunrise
if you open your eyes
you might see the exquisite
chaos falling from a
triumphant sky
if you stretch out your
hands you just might
catch a moment of bliss
in your empty palm before
it softly lands on
the powdered earth.
Nov 7, 2011
Nov 7, 2011 at 9:07 PM UTC
if you stand and close
your eyes you might feel
a chilly kiss brush across
your cheek and wet
your motionless lips
with yet unspoken sentences
you might hear the calm
of tomorrow's breath as she
whispers promises of
a certain sunrise
if you open your eyes
you might see the exquisite
chaos falling from a
triumphant sky
if you stretch out your
hands you just might
catch a moment of bliss
in your empty palm before
it softly lands on
the powdered earth.
