Posted by on in Poetry
  • Font size: Larger Smaller
  • Hits: 525

The moment.

Fill my hands with sand, 
Fill my mind with sighs. 

Let the time flow through our veins, 
Let the distance bind our sight. 

Soaking into each others embrace, 
We blur the future and sublime the past. 

We are frozen in the moment, 
Devoid of hue, devoid of flickers, devoid of bout.

 

©Shedyk 2013
Last modified on
Tagged in: love moment sand
0

*I love technology *Can chant a few Reggae rhymes *Believes in Open Source Freedom *A poet *I enjoy works of art

Author's recent posts

Comments

Popular Posts

Top Poems

PEN MINES
Editorial
1
Məshē
Poetry
1

Related Posts

Məshē
Poetry
1
Empty Nest
Short Stories
0

Editors choise

Archive

Loading ...

Subscribe

Your Name:
Your Email: