sâmbătă, noiembrie 24, 2018

The Wave


had you repeat it in my youth
that silent seas will darken
and clear blue skies will fall
in ashes on a thirsty ground

had you repeat it in my youth
that love and life will hurt
slowly killing dreams-
bloodied white feathers
in a pagan sacrifice

had you repeat it in my youth
with fingers strumming a guitar
the words we forget to say
so often we forget to say

had you repeat it in my youth
that death will part our ways one day
I'd silence my heart for echoes
chasing the seconds we've lost.