my soul breaths.
it rises and falls as the
red tides do
on the western shore.
my soul breaths,
just as the leaves
of the deciduous must
redden and fall.
my soul breaths,
the songs of the lonely
mournfully
whispered over the piano.
my soul breaths.
unique.
inevitable.
longing.
universal.
Oct 30, 2011
Oct 30, 2011 at 1:44 AM UTC
my soul breaths.
it rises and falls as the
red tides do
on the western shore.
my soul breaths,
just as the leaves
of the deciduous must
redden and fall.
my soul breaths,
the songs of the lonely
mournfully
whispered over the piano.
my soul breaths.
unique.
inevitable.
longing.
universal.