lunes, 21 de marzo de 2011

Shoring and sinking

Some times I feel like a star

shining in the distance

becoming darker and redder;

dieing little by little, inside out

and when you realize my death,

thousands of years had gone.


Every night I keep an eye on you.

Since I lean out the roof

I look for you and I don’t understand.

Remember across the universe

Smiling, feeling, crying.

All is as you left it, nothing changed.


Some days I know you want me

I smell it on your eyes

and I see it on yout cologne.

Tasting you in the grass of the moon

each world is being constructed by us

in our minds.


All day I am not

I don’t exist but I’m hidden

I swear it’s true even you can’t see me

I am the exactly where I was

Shoring and sinking.

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