between the heart and the mind, between the words and their walls, love always flows |
My liquid dreams kept gliding on your solid chest into the abyss of the mind chaotically questing for the sliding door that could unlock the closed house of your heart. I couldn’t see the veils on my own eyes though heavy, stony tears tried to smash the smoky shapes of mind. My eyes were shattered by the blinds. Desires built so many walls all painted dreams a brick upon another brick the songs of love, the words, so many legends of our creed this fairy awaiting house exploded in that one instant of true love. . When walls of words were washed my heart a floating house became. And so, the desert of my liquid dreams the sea of love unveiled. |