Saturday, 13 October 2012

DO NOT KNOW FURTHER - -

whither floating the smell of wild flowers,
a friable touch, stir in the heart 
revealed, then a dream 
came again to 
settle in 
my eyes, I'm unaware of it; and you won 
the heart; again I'm ready; to touch 
the full goblet, a commotion 
is approaching toward
the life, gradually,
someone is
dominating to my persona with hypnosis, 
the night of pernoctation is ahead, 
again I've to compromise 
with beautiful 
deception, 

painting by Johnson Heade