goodnitestar
Bluelighter
THe days so endless now
the silence so cold
awakend to the softest touch
this skin has ever known
and it is the hand reaching
from my own arm that i feel
as it soothes me
realizing its truth
resurfacing to remember
the balance of reality
the sacred serenity
of space and time
distancing the reason
nothing here rhymes
riddles of anothers hands
the unbalance
the unrefined
the mystery of not knowing
never completely , never at all
the temptations of the others hands
touching you
then touching her
all along
[ 22 June 2002: Message edited by: goodnitestar ]
[ 23 June 2002: Message edited by: goodnitestar ]
the silence so cold
awakend to the softest touch
this skin has ever known
and it is the hand reaching
from my own arm that i feel
as it soothes me
realizing its truth
resurfacing to remember
the balance of reality
the sacred serenity
of space and time
distancing the reason
nothing here rhymes
riddles of anothers hands
the unbalance
the unrefined
the mystery of not knowing
never completely , never at all
the temptations of the others hands
touching you
then touching her
all along
[ 22 June 2002: Message edited by: goodnitestar ]
[ 23 June 2002: Message edited by: goodnitestar ]
