endless nights i will,
i shall,
i must
make way
break through
patiently weave
to the other north;
to the faraway coast
there, in the cold
i will find the ending of
the longings
for one beautiful december
for seasons came and went
and yet, in standstill
wishes remained
suspended and hollow
paused
in words never spoken
one gift to cherish
one precious chain of moments
at long last,
awaits
inside the world
in her eyes
a thousand
and then a thousand more
all of those roads i ran
all of those
roads
that led me to her.
December 13, 2010
02:38pm - 03:06pm
spilled onto Note Everything
while sitting in a booth at Rovers; Toronto, ON
for one beautiful December
R.E.H.
1 comment:
not 4 u 2 know:
dont know since when im standing here, by your side,
still forget sometimes im still here
another day
another night
suspended on ur image, on my mind, on our apocalyptic imaginary world
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