JEMEELA how do we weigh love in a room where longing is a metaphor and even time, a complex poem: time that tricks us time that sways like wind time that moves like people in the rain Jemeela how do we talk about silent wishes secrets that hang like cobwebs in our hearts tell me how to tell you that life is an empty house, a fleeting beauty, a frail object, a portrait on a broken wall that memory is the candle that blows your scent every night as I sing of moments that will never varnish nor fade in my mind... you remember, Jemeela
Posted on: Sat, 13 Sep 2014 17:32:50 +0000
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