Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Shore

Delayed echoes will grow in

the depth of seashore's dream

As the images you see stands still

in unknown poses

You open your mouth wondering how

you can go away frome here

And you like the sour taste

Of all those late nights tears you've waste

Open and swallow, because there is nowhere to go

Wondering why you like

the taste of the sand on your throat

Why you like him hard when the lights are low


Nothing ever stays underneath

What you might recall

When the day's pressure turns to night's howl

You are not the only one

Who understand the ocean's speed

And you re not alone

In that desire of drowing in

Craving for everything and everyone to fill up your needs

As the wind rises godspeed

No dreams goes from one heart towards nothingness

But you always thought you like it best

When echoes delayed your pale skin

In seashore's mouth who taste like south


But

'' Nothing is ever there for those who believe they are here ''


whisper the voice you love in your ear.

Your body golden sand

desepear when the morning land

You think there is nothing left to say

For all those wonders you washed away

Craving for everything and everyone

to fill you up while you're already gone

While you're open wide towards the sea

The fire tongue is burning you

And now you're nowhere to be found

All broken blue

And now you're nowhere to be bound

and i do love you.













Picture: Bill Viola


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