Red against a thread of gold
subdues transparency
consciousness leans into the hollows
Where is the burden you sigh to see
In those efforts
you cannot
Follow
A humble eminence hears quiet air that mingles
Watches a sea that glides within
Feels his soul surely tingle
When all those waves
Come crashing in
If you please to leave the shores of a world gone by
Imagine strains of abandon in your air
You can see the burden of a sigh
When your consciousness
Follows you there
Dec 14, 2010
Dec 14, 2010 at 7:43 PM UTC
Red against a thread of gold
subdues transparency
consciousness leans into the hollows
Where is the burden you sigh to see
In those efforts
you cannot
Follow
A humble eminence hears quiet air that mingles
Watches a sea that glides within
Feels his soul surely tingle
When all those waves
Come crashing in
If you please to leave the shores of a world gone by
Imagine strains of abandon in your air
You can see the burden of a sigh
When your consciousness
Follows you there
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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