Hustling Words - An Original Poem
I met you when the world had turned sourWe exchanged alien goodbyes
in the government domain where we workedI found you again
between fiends and slaves.We talked beyond the party
beyond the cusp of sleepI invited you to the river
you preferred to wait for rainWe kissed when the world was blind
before we started hustling words.
in the government domain where we workedI found you again
between fiends and slaves.We talked beyond the party
beyond the cusp of sleepI invited you to the river
you preferred to wait for rainWe kissed when the world was blind
before we started hustling words.
fantastic ! leaves the mind to ponder an image and a feeling.
thanks @soundlegion