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::imaginative introspection::

Imagine that all life is an illusion. All that exists is this moment. No past, no future, each memory, every plan, a part of the illusion. Life, in a photograph.

Do you like the image of yourself?

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Drifting, Soft and Without Corners

Think strong, move soft


quiet breath



I smile, quietly to myself

as I listen to that song

you sang the day you

saved me

from myself



I close my eyes as the world melts away

and we are all there is

and in a breath you're here again

the reason I still live



with ocean drifting gentle hands

guide me through the night

and when I wake it is, just once,

without a hint of fright.


Memory of this love like soft, sweet petals



I smile, quietly to myself

as I listen to that song

you sang the day you

saved me

from




myself

2 comments:

  1. Nice!!! But, I would change lines 8 and 9 as they do not go well. I reckon there is typo there.

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  2. Oh so sorry. I was reading that wrong all this time. Duh!!!

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