September 20, 08
A tapping of an acoustic guitar
Follows a harmony of my blood,
Singing eyes with laughing hair,
Whisking with the jealous wind.
Tangled skirts in fresh cut grass,
It's new colours in a gypsy tapestry,
Like a new surrounding for my eyes
Enraptured in the sight and skin.
Little details make up my studies,
As I drink in more of this nectar,
Filling me while draining out everything,
The way you are is completely new.
Dreams are lying while future is dying,
Everything living is everything dead,
But take this and stare into the sun,
Let me memorize the shadow of you.
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