Running Shorter...
And that is a good thing!
Time draws closer, a blanket in winter, a mist on
the ground.
Mystery shrouds me, covers
me, surrounds me, as it should, as it needs
to.
Vivaldi plays in my ears, echoing,
approaching, retreating, as Vivaldi
does.
Smiles fill my visions, scents
fill the airy spaces between dreams,
and...
Something is
coming.
Posted: Mon - March 12, 2007 at 11:04 PM