la dernière chanson d' amour [ With Whitewand6]

  
 
 
  block all the rivers  
  arrest their flow  
  see it twirl brine  
  shut down the sea  
  let the waves die slow  
  listen to the howl  
  of ageless secrets  
 
  hold the breeze back  
  watch the flocks collide  
  headlong without a sound  
  cover the sun  
  in a blanket  
  black as  
  the habits of nuns  
  hear the neigh of  
  the four horses  
 
  watch us    
  wilt  
  on our earth  
  allow us to  
  seep  
  light set in the motion  
  within the darkness  
 
  celebrate  
  as we perish in poetry  
  essence bursting out  
  through the pores  
  sinking caving  
  into the deaf  
  womb of  
  a world  
  of un  
  known  
  craving    
 
  let us  
  wither into  
  hearts of wood  
  carving  
  a thousand barren  
  figments  
  whilst yearning  
  a touch          
  a whisper  
  our love  
 
  a love  
  that  
  we  
  held  
 
  true  
  .  
 
 
 
 
Thank you my very good friend Whitewand6.  
Good to work with you
 
Smiles & giggles
 Al-x-