Saturday, September 18, 2010

Day forty

Sentimental cliche

A list to get them out of my head so I never write them again.

a baby's laughter

the smell of your hair

like sunset, like sunrise, like nightfall, like the changing of seasons

tears shatter

love love love

heart pounding

death

birth

life

The sound of your voice

The smell of your skin

The air you breath

roses

as big as a

as small as a

vast as an ocean

forever and never

darkness

happy sweet bright

Penguins

15:20


No comments:

Post a Comment