These fluid dreams fill my heart with purescence
Pulse through my veins, coerce the very fabric of life
Wash over me
Tell.... and i listen to your breath
The wild saline waters flood my words - i cannot
Express
I am wired
Tied
You surround me
Tide
You clothe me
Tired
You cradle me
You come twice
The first to confide and devour
The second to confer and cleanse
You leave twice
The first to muse.... to reason
The second only to return.
Connection. Wired and wireless...Both makes the connection possible, and... that's what really matters! Surrounded by wires we confide, have nothing to hide. Some times really tired but withour ever stop feeling wired.
ReplyDeleteYes!! Distance is irrelevant.... 'we' are wired AND wireless :-D All that matters is, we have THE connection. Communication is pure, nothing can prevent this. I ADORE YOU.
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