...
And this palpating heart beats so
quickly for the thirst oh
the thirst for life in its purest and impurest forms
to run quickly through in glittering veins oh
let it find the music to drown in the vibrating rhythms of the earth,
and let it experience
the surge of a beautiful madness in heart
a first past midnight kiss upon a moving train
or shared ringing laughters of a cluster upon a mountain top
with its twinkle of a foreign city lights as if pausing to say
yes, this night, this city is yours, and so is the world-
no matter
it wants to drink it all
in hurried golden gulps for it ignites the colored sparks
illumination in the fire-aired sky
for celebration of us;
of the gift of youth and age because our seconds are only receding and
it is only here and now
so when you take one sip you cannot help
but savor and
embrace it whole again and again and
take all of it
in its whole glorious madness
P.K.
Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 1:23 AM UTC
...
And this palpating heart beats so
quickly for the thirst oh
the thirst for life in its purest and impurest forms
to run quickly through in glittering veins oh
let it find the music to drown in the vibrating rhythms of the earth,
and let it experience
the surge of a beautiful madness in heart
a first past midnight kiss upon a moving train
or shared ringing laughters of a cluster upon a mountain top
with its twinkle of a foreign city lights as if pausing to say
yes, this night, this city is yours, and so is the world-
no matter
it wants to drink it all
in hurried golden gulps for it ignites the colored sparks
illumination in the fire-aired sky
for celebration of us;
of the gift of youth and age because our seconds are only receding and
it is only here and now
so when you take one sip you cannot help
but savor and
embrace it whole again and again and
take all of it
in its whole glorious madness
P.K.
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