Tuesday, 21 January 2014

Images

Thoughts glance, fleeting moments pass.
Words become jumbled at my lips; parted mouth,
Empty shell and blackness all around.
Melancholy voice, heartbeat rush,
Sensual delicate sound.
Memories pass at simple thoughts
Entwined into my heartfelt mind.
Collectively I pass towards the thoughts
Of simple sounds, vague impressions
Linger on.

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