VOICES OF NOWHERE I am a sunken ship drowned in your voice traveling through the dungeons, in darkness I rejoice surpassing enigmatic crossroads, I feel the pool of whispers the blazing gush of seclusion, that flapping buzz of anonymity Hearing that tender bell of sensuality that passing breeze of unison I run I sketch I walk I dream With my rolling gaze I chase that echoing silence Drop by drop like ambrosia it flows through me pulling me into its infinite whirlpool bringing me down on my knee peaking in doubt, I plummet in uncertainty Intoxicated by the bellows breath I sketch the shadows of that scream turning grey peeping through that black beam I still wait for the voices to pool, lip locking in reality merging into that dream Is it that shimmering mirage guiding my chase Or is it her amorous shivers keeping me awake I am clouded by the youth of her piercing rustles carving her curls on my mind I feel that chirping beak which says I will be there I shall arrive to take you away to where I am from, Nowhere
Posted on: Tue, 17 Sep 2013 08:45:50 +0000