andreimarincas
andreimarincas: The song, /
a long burning stream, //

Scenes of //
red and yellow rain, //

A rising fever /
drawing me in, //

The chorus, /
the darkness set ablaze, //

Guitar notes rising, /
Strings tuning, /
Tongues turning, //

winding on threads, //

Reverberating, /
a swelling //

consummation, //

I'm awakening, /
Shaken and stirred, /

The song, /
It's quickening my pulses into /
response, //

The tuning of force into /
a flowing wind, //

Sweeping now, /
whirling through me as //

she plays.
15 years ago Report
0