sending you those messages

those things inside my head - call it poetry
haven't always been there,...















Wednesday, November 2, 2011

surrounded by so many sound-effects,  
skin,
eyes,

talk & walk,
surrounded by these beats of yours,
things almost inseparable,
beauty 's anonymous, i thought,
gazes, flashes, investigations into man’s true nature,
- i call that, for now i want see more
what strikes me is that you really are,
and supposes that i am. 

your gaze,
so unreal,
uncertain, too,
about the true nature of things,
deep into my eyes,
and i dare not look back,
but then you are closer,
so close, even now,
that i look  at you,
- into your eyes,
and see.
  

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