Suppose, I look into your eyes like I did last night, will you discern what is hidden?
Suppose, I stretch out my hand, will you grab it, like a helpless survivor in the middle of the ocean?
I lean back against the wall, supposing, and wait for you, will you sit beside me?
If a shooting star crosses, will you be there to hold my hand?
Suppose, I don't tell you what I want to tell you, will you still know?
Words, sometimes, deny intentions.
Will you be comforted, by my silence?
About Me
- Phoenix Rising
- I was reborn on my 24th birthday. A Libran, they say, I have the innate ability to balance things. So I am a little of both, if you know what I mean. Words are my currency. But I am, still, fascinated by silence. ABOUT MY BLOG. Just as there are mission and vision statements for newspapers, here's what it is for my blog: This is largely personal, for my friends and their friends' consumption. Nothing in this blog should be taken to mean as the position of the media outfit I'm working for. As its name suggests, expect some melancholy as you can expect some opinions. Expect fire as you can expect fear. Questions as there are answers.
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