every summer i watch the roads giving way to the sun this smeltering pot of boiling ink preparing to write a saga of the footprints they bore. A drop of blood, a tear, the sweat of a man in loin, uniting with the soul of the historian to complete the book untold.
lets walk down hand in hand into the setting sun lets walk down hand in hand and forget all that was done lets walk down hand in hand lets make new promises lets walk down hand in hand lets see what trust is lets walk down hand in hand until we grow old lets walk down hand in hand I'll never let go
Riding on multiple thoughts touching a few million as they pass - bleeding profusely, right in front of my eyes. feeling sorry for the massacre Hating that i started it. But then, give way - while i surge ahead!
I was letting myself be no questions asked no advices thrown no scares passed along just a watch. A thoughtful watch, maybe But this was a good start I was letting myself be.
Somewhere... I went wrong, I spelt it wrong And it must have been on purpose One sordid affair after another no lending, only giving... Joys and hopes and aspirations and PAIN I spelt it wrong. I am to blame.
We grew up together saw the blemishes and hid them with chuckles there was arrogance and childishness there were pains and triumphs together we saw the rising sun and the rays melting into the ocean everyday gave us a playground to carve with our own hands slowly and surely we stepped ahead with our nimble feet...
A few million aspirations all gentle and mild Beautifully sewn together to create my life Wake up to a morning of warm rays and mist Asleep to the gentle hum of a loving heart Brazen skin soothed by real touch Love - taken over lust.
It's simple. Extremely simple! Just say it. And watch how it turns from monster to beast to incomprehensible. Just say it! It will stop mattering tug maybe, at a few strings hard too.. But then - it won't exist.
"the world is so full of a number of things - i'm sure we should all be happy as kings" Stevenson " they say they found a skeleton of a leopard just below that peak. Parched, frozen, there was nothing to eat or hunt. No one knows what the leopard was doing up so high." "Ask a man if he's happy and he ceases to be." Voltaire "I can resist anything but temptation" Oscar Wilde
Like fools, we went on complaining Ignoring that silver line It's not everyday you come across true smiles Why then did we choose to push the joys away But then, I know you're here again and it won't be long before that grin finds itself on me - yet again :)
What was it that you said last night It took my heart away Where exactly were you when you touched me what did you think of when you breathed into my ear what were you doing when i fell in love with you...
on & on we sail true to all our joys the difficult wave is eased away we are brought back to life... The wind flies by us it touches you and me with its few sullen drops of moisture.