Saturday, September 11, 2010

The pre-knock out


I couldn’t decipher her codes

though gently I placed a mic

beneath her dreams...

I longed to voice them out

and carry them behind the night's frontiers -

It was winter time

and time was shoeless,

Untraceable, intractable.

Her dreams were the only outlet

her dreams indeed

were sinking in a solid darkness

No tiny bit of light I could see

Just loads of thoughts sailing my sea

In vain I tried to bring her the sun -

her two lovely eyes are still

washing my dawns

Darling,

When you wake up I will be on

the other side of the earth,

May be it is a chance for your second birth.


K-man

08/30/10 Charlotte.

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