Wednesday, March 30, 2011

intimacy.


as if, life acts so cruel
creates the feel of un-able.
I lean both my hand circle
inside a shell and I
rested next to the pearl.

and hand, merges the warm,
rests the terrible storm
closes the eyes, sent to calm
and any other disturbances, disarmed!

some part of life could die already
i loose what world can take from me
SELFISHLY!!
Yes! it promised me chance and opportunity
beautiful and seductively
but this
an unpromised intimacy
gives me no opportunity
at all, but -- calm on eternity


calm on eternity.