freeyourmind
The Fly
- Joined
- Apr 1, 2003
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Here is one of my poems. I'm kinda nervous right now...
Out of Control – or – Like Chocolate
As time passed by I still couldn’t catch a sign,
neither did I know where to search for you.
You told me, the expression on my face was hilarious
as you stood in front of my door the other day.
As I didn’t know how to react, I shut the door again,
spinning around, until my paralyzed thoughts
begun to flow again.
I opened the door anew to stare at your smiling face,
avoiding, to look into your eyes, as I knew,
I’d lose myself inside them,
without a chance to escape this labyrinth.
I asked you where you’d have been.
You answered with a smirk, saying:
“Out of control,
out of control like creations of art,
not within your grasp.
You have to let them happen.”
Then you told me about ripe fruits and your obsession for chocolate
and I,
I kept feeling like your object of desire,
melting in the sun –
Like chocolate.
2004-08-11
Out of Control – or – Like Chocolate
As time passed by I still couldn’t catch a sign,
neither did I know where to search for you.
You told me, the expression on my face was hilarious
as you stood in front of my door the other day.
As I didn’t know how to react, I shut the door again,
spinning around, until my paralyzed thoughts
begun to flow again.
I opened the door anew to stare at your smiling face,
avoiding, to look into your eyes, as I knew,
I’d lose myself inside them,
without a chance to escape this labyrinth.
I asked you where you’d have been.
You answered with a smirk, saying:
“Out of control,
out of control like creations of art,
not within your grasp.
You have to let them happen.”
Then you told me about ripe fruits and your obsession for chocolate
and I,
I kept feeling like your object of desire,
melting in the sun –
Like chocolate.
2004-08-11