June 25, 2012 § 1 Comment
Its eating you up,
But the pleasure is with the Rains
This wind blows across my face
And each hair strand has a shadow of its own.
The cloud with a dragon, a camel, a dog, runs through the playground of the magical sky.
Playing hide and seek with shapes so profound.
The waters are endless but dark.
Sound of the
Waves are flowing
Rolling deep in your skin,
Tinkling on your feet, your senses
The ache of yesterday.
Falling, calm, you feel at ease
It lays there forever,
taking in the breeze so serene.