you let then sin in.
like an acid rain
through the skin
through the flesh
down
down
the stream.
your boiling blood
and arrhythmic beat.
till you let me in.
a trespass
reverie.
a deafening heartbeat.
just a dream.
just a dream.
you let then sin in.
like an acid rain
through the skin
through the flesh
down
down
the stream.
your boiling blood
and arrhythmic beat.
till you let me in.
a trespass
reverie.
a deafening heartbeat.
just a dream.
just a dream.
I was walking on the thick clouds
without a fear of falling down
one wrong step
and I will turn into the rain
that will run down your window
and I will see you
again
the words,
I meant to say were written
on the other side
of the index card.
– then I didn’t mean to say
a word…
the evening policeman,
in the middle
of the roundabout
of my unrealistic desires.
please,
re-route the traffic;
– too noisy.
I need my peace of mind.
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