16 July, 2007
5 July, 2007
4 July, 2007
Needing Time
I left the window open.
And
The moment lost its moment.
Lost its point.
I let something else in.
Groping for what it is,
Who.
I lost the little dots that make now.
I left the window open.
And
The moment lost its moment.
Lost its point.
I let something else in.
Groping for what it is,
Who.
I lost the little dots that make now.