sábado, 7 de agosto de 2010

Crash into me

Night writing is a queer type, most sincere and unfiltered by the sun. 

At times, no ocean is enough to soak up, I cannot dissolve enough into the world, particle by particle.
At this moment, there is an ocean inside me, splashing and crashing strongly against my chest, longing for release.
 Loud and mighty.
Moves mountains; drowns bodies.
I want to dive and then - 
dive deeper 
 Ignore the pain in my lungs
 Water engulfs me warmly and takes me in whole.

I shall dream with water tonight.

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