Tuesday, August 03, 2004

Jaded...

Come like the wind Floating o'er the fields Like a lark Entice me, Intoxicated by your opiate voice Take me with you Where I might feel warm light Burning bright Soft and gentle, Like touching the surface of water In the stillness of hypnosis Let me know the resolute strides of Unwasted movement, swift and strong, Like a leopard chasing his prey, Let me be The indifferent sleep of a jaded cat. Take me... just take me And the Rest will come.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Patrick said...

I've much enjoyed reading and rereading this, though stumbling upon the ugly useful word "resolute" in that lush 'scape is jarring.

But who am I, an unwriter, to talk? The delete and backspace keys on all my computers are well worn, and I recycle more than my fair share of paper each week.

10/12/2005 02:23:00 PM  

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