Adrift in the pounding noise of my solitude,
Aloft a journey in the midst of oblivion,
As the mind gets lighter visions do delude,
Counting each breath as a blessing unasked,
Do I wonder mesmerized at what my eyes behold,
Do I ponder in dismay at words that remain untold.
And I twirl… I twirl… I twirl…
I played a reel of memories of my longing soul,
Each frame rolled as lightning while time stood still,
What seemed a shooting star could turn a black hole,
Enticed by light could mean instant death,
Do I recount the living minutes or the lost moments,
Do I count broken fragments or whole remnants.
And I whirl.. I whirl.. I whirl…
Every gentle breath I take a ticking timebomb,
What makes me live is the root of my death,
I know this night won’t last yet I remain aplomb,
Why strain the brow in the eleventh hour,
Do I dismiss myself into the vastness of the milky way,
Do I miss your kiss one more time, as I drift astray,
And I sleep.. I sleep… I sleep…
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