The moon begins to fall
The distance I thought so far
It seems was not far at all
Far off a bright shining star,
Beckons a clarion call,
The cry feels so bizarre,
The journey starts with a crawl
Accompanied by guitars
While Moon furthers falls
The Ramblings of one Partical-ular mind. Using words to create a cohesive whole of the universe. Poems and Foreign languages and mixed media.
The moon begins to fall
The distance I thought so far
It seems was not far at all
Far off a bright shining star,
Beckons a clarion call,
The cry feels so bizarre,
The journey starts with a crawl
Accompanied by guitars
While Moon furthers falls
A flurry of hands
Making me shiver
Making me quiver
Running all over me
Breathing comes ragged
Breathing comes staggered
I rise to your touch
Help me I'm falling
I think you're stalling
This moment is forever
It's not that I have faltered I'm falling
Into a deep and endless abyss
I close my eyes to the darkness
Head in to the growing myst
Thoughts take form and shape
No longer and amorpheous blob
If I don't say the words yet
I'm trying not to sob
A silent hole is growing
Deep down in my chest
Let's leave the world alone
Forget about the rest
It will keep for now love
Waiting for space and time
No matter what else happens
You are mine