These words will pass us by,
These sounds will fade into silence.
The sunlight is hidden from our faces,
The wind no longer touches us.
We take a breath of love and wonder,
We marvel at how harsh beauty is.
When our longings disappear,
And our sighing goes unanswered.
I've been playing with words lately. Trying new styles of writing and breaking away from the ordinary. Dreaming more and being realistic less. Writing about more than just my emotion, but the way we move, how things look, and ambiguous hidden meanings. It's kind of fun. I hope you all enjoy it as well.