Monday, November 28, 2011

an thems

when loves comes to the highest bidder
no body wins

for love is
trans lu cence

it can not be measured
for it is wind

in stead, it surrounds us
and takes us in

offering surrender
when we embrace

un in hib i tion

at least,
that's my rendition.

for life is no thing more than a sequence
and we can set the rhythm

choose your chorus
choose your song

and, march on..
march on.



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