lördag 30 januari 2010


Quicksands of shadows
surround my very soul
patches of blue forget-me-nots lure
me deeper into the woods
where I know you sleep

Helplessly I follow my hearts
every wish
I step on stones that are wet
with longing, drenched by the
late night mist

I do not care that the moon taunts me
as I go
for I cannot leave this place

limber like a cat I slip the trails, enjoying every shadow, every rock

Are you still out there?

I am.

Come mate with me and let the darkness consume us both.

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