onacarom
Member
The dark in which I hide
The phone vibrates
on the table
its silent mode
does not prevent the incomng call
I see the screen
that lights up
in the dark
in which I hide
I know it`s him him hi
but I I I
I am no longer me
I am a parenthesis
of myself
a space
between before and now
empty and alien
to cause and effect
The phone vibrates
on thte table
its silent mode
does not prevent the incoming call
but I am far
eventhough I am close
out of reach of his voice
and his kisses
in my nest of dreaming
at the mercy of a gentle wind
The phone vibrates
on the table
its silent mode
does not prevent the incomng call
I see the screen
that lights up
in the dark
in which I hide
I know it`s him him hi
but I I I
I am no longer me
I am a parenthesis
of myself
a space
between before and now
empty and alien
to cause and effect
The phone vibrates
on thte table
its silent mode
does not prevent the incoming call
but I am far
eventhough I am close
out of reach of his voice
and his kisses
in my nest of dreaming
at the mercy of a gentle wind