You are earth, I am water.
I come, pouring through your membrane--
you arrest and contain me in
the delicate stillness
of your warm embrace.
#
Passion Chronicles: Episode 2.2
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Memories are painted by one's sentiments of what is being remembered. Of events, happy or un-, that cast either rainbows (or long shadows) forward to the present. Predefined hues that tone and contrast, waking the heart at the slightest brush of anything familiar.
1 comment:
Ang pagsulat mo ng 'Elemental' parang alon sa tabing dagat. Serene. Peaceful. Pero malalim.
Post a Comment