Transient life
by Bobo
Posted: Monday, December 15, 2003 Word Count: 59 |
I see the fear in your eyes -
evil iced jags
tearing at dark lustrous velvet.
No need to be afraid,
is what I long to say.
Yet my mouth speaks no words -
rather it contorts
in pained silence.
We have today.
Don't we?
This moment.
Its own glorious eternity.
Let us luxuriate
in the certainty of now.
evil iced jags
tearing at dark lustrous velvet.
No need to be afraid,
is what I long to say.
Yet my mouth speaks no words -
rather it contorts
in pained silence.
We have today.
Don't we?
This moment.
Its own glorious eternity.
Let us luxuriate
in the certainty of now.