Monday, March 05, 2007

song 2 from the early days

we could do this
forever,
for hours.

if they ask,
you'll say,
"we got lost in each other"

--

misplaced a systole
grappling with maps,

left behind
the inclination of breath
charting the path.

--

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Beautifull :)

I felt a zyphyr breathing when I read this :)

Muhammad said...

I was grappling with that same map,
Then I realised I wasn't lost
To be in a need of a map
I was lost in your words
But no dictionary would help this time.
It was the same feeling when two souls
Rush passed each other
And turn around to investigate
The recognition only souls can recognise.
There was someone on the path, whom I just could not ignore.