With a blink of the eye
You come and go
With a blink of the eye
I travel trough your body
Leaving a trail of unfinished thoughts
With the blink of the eye.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Drink red satin
Remenber
The sound of a voice
The color of your eyes
A distant sound ……
Thursday, February 3, 2011
unfolding in front of me is the passage to a weightless beginning the place of infinite spaces where bodies don't exist where gravity is only a distant thought