Monday, December 5, 2011

Magic

i know nothing
satisfied
 i am open to everything
making it look easy
i string together some words
so simple
with one light
i tell you my ideas
honesty becomes popular
i live for the moment
swimming in the sea of things
i inherit all of these emotions
they fall like feathers
they make me blind
riding air like brushes on a canvas
with  my simple hands
i trace the outline of your skin
it draws an invisible map
it takes me with you
as i lay down to hear the music flying around the room
 i catch a mood
your eyes show the fire within
under the sky
over the moon
the night is born
we wait for lightning
-BW

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