Monday, June 04, 2012


I feel the world spin recklessly out of my grasp, 
I feel control slip through my fingertips, 
like spun silk, 
caress my hazy cobwebby memories, 
But I still sight the beacon, 
And I'll hold on 
For you're the force that keeps me rooted, 
My gravity in a weightless miasma ... 

1 comment:

suituapui said...

Defying gravity? Wish I could... :(