endless melodies melt into me…leave your trace…i beg of
you…leave an embrace
soul leave me without myself
bliss lift me into clouds as tears trickle me down me
breath flows to breathe words that will never be heard
don’t say it…notaword….not….a….word.
i know you felt it as i…
there really is something about a lowercase “i”– isn’t there? It’s hard to describe just what it is… but it says so much with so very little.
yes it does, and that’s why i consistently use it in my poetry… =)