Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Rain on my window

Motionless water magnifying the world

Slow worm of glass

Will you help me pass the night?

As a bee dies overtime

Can I count that so will I?

Too many lives have passed through me

Mine too

Through someone else

And as I gaze right now

Outside the night

I wonder, my eyes do too

Will I see you again?

I know it’s daydream talk

An irrational escape.

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