A brilliant conspiracy The doctorate of all things.. All time is limited.. And I came late.. the final chapter of the stories you are writing.. love nature and desperate need.. and you wait I came too late. aligning with the stars in sight… delayed, denied so long. …you give away nothing.. hold it tight And yet.. you give away all. No hold ..no grasp.. no grip at all. In a hurry to teach me everything.. I came too late.. I have taken something… something from you.. You have taken everything from me.. Bitter and stinging gratitude.. yearning for another world longing for more of you. more of me. . arising from the soil… but the stories.. my stories all are true And none of them are true at all. A sacrificial fall… an angelic rising. The doctorate of all things.. the time is again.. and again taking the passionate night’s lighting and in spite of the descent and the divine rising.. time flies.. time crawls… A brilliant conspiracy
Posted on: Wed, 12 Jun 2013 18:50:28 +0000
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