Thursday, March 26, 2009

A TASTE OF DARKNESS

If I wasnt in there
I wouldnt have had a taste of darkness
That deep, mysterious shadow engulfing my senses
refusing to flow out back to the star clad night
outside, away from the African music in my ear

If I wasnt there
I would never be able to speak of the sweetness of darkness
in shape,form and taste
a taste that can only be described by my brain
In feelings, but not in words
even when it could only last until the sun was up

You, my sweet darkness cannot blend with Sunrise that gives me breath

1 comment:

  1. I so know what this post means, and I feel it, maybe a little too much.. good one ;-)

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