Talk to me, say something
I am waiting for your words
My eyes are closed
And yet still open
Unaware of this world
I am playing this song
The one you hear
Words drifting on the water
They come but slowly
Like the wind, and get lost mid-air
I hold your eyes
And then your lips
A vast gulf separating them
And then in this moment
I die, happily forever!
copyright these poems or I’ll be soon using them…
really beautiful.. 