Inspiration comes with the smell of your creamy neck…

by Iacob Mihail   Mar 1, 2005




A dream made to disappear into the vague sensation of this sweet anomaly,
A sentiment so profound that even the most intelligent of reality can not explain,
Oh god! give me the power, give me the ultimate gift, give me the love of my beloved
Release thy beauty from this moment and en-cage thy sorrow within my soul,
Again, again and again so on till the end of our eternity, of our hearts and thoughts…
The light is fading on your skin as the water evaporates your tears,
Seconds that are years, moments that are eons, slightly running into the unknown,
So I bow my head and I offer my tear and time as that is all I can give,
And I fall forever and I lose myself, I evade, I love, I feel but I can not seal this gift,
Reality expands it self, our visions are crying and screaming slow,
Hearts that feel unique, lips that are just one, and hands that do not want to be apart,
But form one spirit, that can alter immortality and live forever, live together.
Like so, my eyes are opening and as they face reality they close again to stay like this forever.

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