Wednesday, September 22, 2010

cravings for sovereignty

Maybe for a short bout give me my solace, break me into pieces leme fly through the window panes.

Sailing on top of nimbus moving past streets of greece and naples.


In the eyes of an infant in the hands of elderly lady, my heart is bit hazy.


Never stops it me from these escapades, you see it moment here and it fades.


Gives me those sleepless nights when my girlfriend and i have fights, then again blossoms next morning with the morning coffee.

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