miercuri, 12 februarie 2014

Title 15

I was starting to vanish
Step by step.
Promiscuous laughter behind me,
Hands fallen and burried all in snow,
Skies rocking and rolling above and beyond the steps.
Outside the memory,
Letters have been fading away for a while now.
As far as I consider, there are beings.
As far as people know, there are words.
So far, I have been living fully prepared
For the snowflakes to vanish
On your face.

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