Sunday, November 22, 2009

(500) days

On day (1) it's all about intuition,
a hint and a handfull of expectation.

on day (eight) time is already melting,
screaming without a voice,
the moment u wanted.

on day (34) mind racing,
you have a reason,
you have a choice,
here we go again.

on day (one-hundred and two) ,
i'm charmed by your smile,
entranced by your eyes,
i melt at your hands,
and blend with your sounds.

on day (three-hundred five),
a dream,
a love,
a moment
frozen in stars,
sparkling my words.

on day (500) well...
one fine day,
we'll fly away.