les pauvres cœurs


Thursday, January 20, 2011

1111

It's New Years now
the year has turn
and the snow has leaked into my boots.

We're spinning in the slowest circle
on the fastest orbit known,
mewing a melody
that threatens to take us to the sky.

o red winter star
shine on with me
light up all I see

Show me a life full with
incorrect timing and muddled data
-this is all I know of love-
but your voice, clear as ocean water
and mine, soft as a war machine

1 comment:

Tor the ThunderGod said...

Because he silently wishes to see their spark.
Chasing, wishing, hoping to return.
To the one that showed him her light.
To open up to things unknown.
Accepting and trusting and full of life.
He misses girls that made him think,
think about the things he never noticed.
Accept the beauty of things he's never seen.
Trust in things he has never seen.
Love him in open arms never known again.