Wednesday, June 6, 2012

the days under the bright sun

the days seemed longer as there were holes under the roads i walked

the days and clouds under the sun seemed to shine brighter
like never before
i watched them without thinking
as though it was the most important thing to do
we had only the head on the body
and flesh
the soul hiding under the night
covered itself with cold blankets

where is the pain and where is the love
when you are like the nights i always miss

even if i'm not sleeping

even if i'm not forgetting you
even if there was god
that would miraculously show you to me
as though you have always lived with me
and we were gazing to each other
like we've never seen ourselves.