Friday, March 26, 2010

Blood Rushes To Hands And Feet

d' Angelo

"Soul,
you,
deep like the sea,
skin unknown
that the moon goes to fade;
face unknown
author of words
suspended the staff
engraved in my heart ...
... words like notes,
music infinite
echo of 'love,
dream of life;
but thou sand,
soul
escape me between my fingers,
six of hearts the joy
disease and infinite
have wings of an angel
- maybe I just missed him -
a sweet angel
boundless west;
meteor celestial ,
hold you I do not know,
you return to your world,
from here I can not see you;
you hide in silence,
leave a scratch of pain,
suspended between two worlds,
acrobat
is
my heart. "

Sabrina (August 2009)

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