miercuri, 2 iunie 2010

mawkish feeling

Where did that great and delightful feeling went? Why he chose to fly away dancing like a speck of dust and sing that beloved melody? It was here a few seconds ago...and it wasn t lost, or fugitive. He didn t lost his way home, couse he new the entire world. He new his way but he lost his gift of being able to see...and tell me now...:"How he can find his way without his eyes?"

This feeling is laughing at me and it keep spinning around on the rhythm of the song, bringing at each look and touch the same vanished, lost, away and stranger feeling already, but so bad wanted!

Could i have this dance with you?

Un comentariu:

Faust spunea...

May it be !