All this sleep,
This breath of dreams,
This dearth of life
And other things.
I rest in effort
To understand
To feel your heart,
Within my hand
I want to know what it's like to be you
This curious stitch of heartened flurry,
A mind so bright, of ideas so new,
With time, with time, but without hurry.
Feb 25, 2010
Feb 25, 2010 at 12:28 PM UTC
All this sleep,
This breath of dreams,
This dearth of life
And other things.
I rest in effort
To understand
To feel your heart,
Within my hand
I want to know what it's like to be you
This curious stitch of heartened flurry,
A mind so bright, of ideas so new,
With time, with time, but without hurry.
- From Babygirl
