sábado, 18 de abril de 2009

Its a little game

awake
with sound of wakening
of the plate of morning
taste of a jorney
before i fall into sleep
into the ship of dreams

lightning
rathering you
and all other dreams
that i dream
when im awake

My jorney is to be free
thats my will
free will
going to my home in your taste
in your home,not waste
of time

of mine
precious gift of life in my body
energy yang-yin
excessive yang

two sides
one side heve the other in the middle
one middle have the body of all the other in the space
besides your faces

maces
sword
shuriken
ninjas in the forest
in the midle of rain
searching for poetry

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