End of an Era

Mystique420Mystique420 Posts: 338
edited April 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
You stare at me with dreams breathing
in and out of your nose like you are under water,
You kick your legs, and I realize I’m wet too,
and I’m wrapped in your arms,
We sit on the beach and wonder
what it’s all about, the sun rises and sets
Just like today is tomorrow’s yesterday,
I feel tears when I watch sand fall through my fingers
because nothing ever stops, there is no pause to our pulse,
We thunder through each other like a river, a sea
taking everything under,
There are no survivors
when there are two people,
We watch for each other
and wish for each other,
But we can never become one another
though I wish we were just
One being
One soul,
I try and thread my hand through yours
begin to sort through our dreams,
Only to find your dreams are empty of me
and you don’t bother to ask me what the matter is
when I walk away and drop your hand.
"To live,.... love,..... there's a song to be sung,....
'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."

--first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed-- ;) nah,... we smoke it!
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  • WOW!That literally has me in tears.It's just so moving,so emotional when you write.I can see your conviction your pain.Just F**cking amazing the things you write Mystique.
    "When a man lies,He murders some part of the world
    These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives,All this I cannot bear to witness any longer,
    Cannot the kingdom of salvation,Take me home!"
    Cliff Burton R.I.PFebruary 10, 1962 – September 27, 1986
  • Mystique420Mystique420 Posts: 338
    WOW!That literally has me in tears.It's just so moving,so emotional when you write.I can see your conviction your pain.Just F**cking amazing the things you write Mystique.


    don't cry...

    leave that for me,....
    "To live,.... love,..... there's a song to be sung,....
    'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."

    --first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed-- ;) nah,... we smoke it!
  • don't cry...

    leave that for me,....

    don't cry sweet girl.you are the sunshine and the rain in this place.will you wash over me;)
    "When a man lies,He murders some part of the world
    These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives,All this I cannot bear to witness any longer,
    Cannot the kingdom of salvation,Take me home!"
    Cliff Burton R.I.PFebruary 10, 1962 – September 27, 1986
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