sun sand and sea. blacklight and sandalwood. smokescreened room. choclit and peppermint tea. love scene in the hot shower. lithium carbonate on the horizon. fishtail turn. bus stories. love affairs in a blade of grass. love affairs in blades of tongues. trains of thought. ramblings, quiet rumbles. silence.
the gate to the doorway of my mind. a portal.
Thursday, February 27, 2014
Intimidation and fear for the future crumble in the face of wisdom or does it
The truth was I could not manage my soul, and I was becoming aware of old age because of my weakness in the face of love.
In complete solitude I always wonder
ReplyDeleteWhat if love is something that matters not.. Will earth be of heaven or hell?
If so, the world would be of a dismal emptiness. Never mind should it be heaven or hell.
DeleteThere would only be form but without substance, no color nor life