a cobblestone riccochets

a cobblestone's riccochet



My life is cobblestone's riccochet, is it quick sand, lost or held in my hands?

It goes on, like the everlasting fresh foam of spiral waves at sea,

Through fears of a lethal spell the Heavens put on me ;for loving you so fast.

I tasted your lips , the shapes of your body, searched your soul, encountered your spirit.

I now wonder as your mind displays blue realms in a navy sky too vast ;

If you'd be a murderer, a gambler , through passion and silent words.

My heart cries out "no", as do the images on my mind ,

And my loving eyes want you more and more and more.


My life is cobblestone 's riccochet is it quick sand, lost or held in my hands?

Fears of lethal breath in you , blood flows on, like the everlasting whip of spiral waves through lungs


My heart cries out "no" , as do the images on my mind ,

And my loving eyes want you more and more and more.