This poison i drink
like sweet wine
a half promise
more than half sometimes
...stranger i thank your lonely glance
neither is this about finding nor is it about loosing, just a fragrant breeze in life. This oasis i stumble upon, as my parched eyes begin to droop from the weight of those infinite, endless, ravenous searches; across the horizon, for that far away dreamed of verdant land.
an ode i struggle to write for my beautiful oasis, for words they fail to describe the sight that beholds the vagabond's eye.
another crossroad in life, another bend on the road uphill, which makes me want to stay forever in its virginal warmth.
soak in the moments while they last
no desire, no despair, no longing, no greed
just the thirsty me & my serendipitous oasis
like sweet wine
a half promise
more than half sometimes
...stranger i thank your lonely glance
neither is this about finding nor is it about loosing, just a fragrant breeze in life. This oasis i stumble upon, as my parched eyes begin to droop from the weight of those infinite, endless, ravenous searches; across the horizon, for that far away dreamed of verdant land.
an ode i struggle to write for my beautiful oasis, for words they fail to describe the sight that beholds the vagabond's eye.
another crossroad in life, another bend on the road uphill, which makes me want to stay forever in its virginal warmth.
soak in the moments while they last
no desire, no despair, no longing, no greed
just the thirsty me & my serendipitous oasis
