A cold night is measured from a calm and quiet stage. New time moves and no window has to be polished, maybe a flat wall-creeper, a mirror. The music is chill, not much to beat on a horizon of beauty or crowds make any perfection right now. I am among the desires and units, actually. But that make no sense. Everything I could say is almost rotten. It's not about age or philosophy so it's not reaching any kind of storm ahead of more than a sun. That would make me glad to know too.
I am not an agent or a professional torture to make some ife or money. I hear sometimes that silence out there when the people are whispering. Something else is loud, maybe a good dress or a cover for her. It was so long time ago so a new kid would say that I am nowhere. I know nobody like that. Just like said, I know nothing like that and not a chance to make or see undress. There is no mystery or seduction, in case you did not understand.
There some times went too now. I think I take it easy now and look at my dreams are like vacuum or plotting an imaginable dimension with stretch, chaos and termination edges, ends and focus. No there was no times. So you are feeling good now, reading this and a more-like freedom. Ah. That's how I lost my love. They got confused or dismissed by royal and magnetic angels and devils. Whom was, I a am not sure about. But one thing echoes from some... times. Yeah, it looks. I already forgot. Maybe that was meant to be. That's how m,uch I have and what the whole universe looked to me.
I came with a smooth wondering question within me. It there a miss universe for me? No. Ok, I know. In that manner there was no contestant, protestant or focus again. I am fantastic. You just met me freedom. How about that!
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