Unfinished Architecture no 1
the bedrock of my strength,
the cracks that are my weakness.
The foundation of what may be,
you may already comprehend
better than I.
and that I maybe your clay
As I wish to fill the chasm
between us
will build higher.
we grow closer.
terraces leading winding staircases
learned library dens and
Talkative bedrooms
nights balcony view
across the horizon,
morning room glances
across the table
we build higher
we grow closer.
Waw. Lovely.
November 14, 2011 at 2:55 pm
beautiful. love the clay metaphor… and the 2 lines that repeat… very moving, dawg… Thanks!
November 30, 2011 at 2:25 am
Thanks, I felt inspired
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December 3, 2011 at 10:28 pm