slipstreaming my anachronistic surreal consciousness - sharing with you my multiple epiphanies that were spawned while sitting on my porcelain throne (these are the ones I didn't flush) "don't believe everything you think…"
Wednesday, December 10, 2003
candlelight
like a moth
I'm drawn
to your
shimmering light
close enough
to feel your warmth
but distant
not to get burnt
nor to extinguish you
your lucidity
helps me
see through
my darkness
you make
the shadows
quiver in fear
as you
chase them
away
keep shining
oh, candlelight
I'm drawn
to your
shimmering light
close enough
to feel your warmth
but distant
not to get burnt
nor to extinguish you
your lucidity
helps me
see through
my darkness
you make
the shadows
quiver in fear
as you
chase them
away
keep shining
oh, candlelight
