24 marca 2012
11:20 P.M
Paths to love-Devotion;
the only way to cleanse
my thoughts: through you,
even in rooms
designed for Tai-Chi.
On a dark path
with yellow street lamps
swimming in dark-blue
impressionist hues
on a pre-spring night.
The only way home-
Through you.
The secret to flight:
to deliriously float
from street lamp to street lamp-
Is only through you.
You are kinetic energy
nibbling my eardrum.
Yet, I am sadly
only full of potential
on a blue-hued path.