The things we do and we don't.
The deep breath before the tide.
The thoughts that wonder over our closed eyes at night.
The unspoken sight, the flesh and the eager
trembling.
Are these the things that keep us alive?
Is this what uncovers an unsatisfied soul?
Beauty and pleasure won't suffice
for there is more lingering in the darkness,
just before sleep takes us over.
lf.
domingo, noviembre 30, 2008
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