eve.
peering through the lilac bindsgazing up into the purple skies
reaching out for that clasp of air
stretching out for that feeling so rare
breathing in the unscented air
no preservatives or artificial flavouring's there
peering through the lilac binds
gazing up into the purple skies
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you know how when you're just beside the night, when the stars and planets seem to be a 'cupit' away. when you breathe in the night air that beckons you to lean forward for even more. when you stretch out your palm, for that luxury of feeling that perfect nothingness at your finger tips. nothing to restrain you, yet, that 'nothing' is everything that's surrounding your hand. when you lift your head and you try to name that color of the sky that you dont seem to recognise, cause you never took time to realise. that when you turn your head in frenzy, over all the troubles and strife that you take on, the chilly night air brushes past, to kiss your cheeks, to envelope your weeping heart within.
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aiyoh. why do i find this less-discovered joy frm spinning sad tales.
posted by kmli @ 11:14 PM
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