Finally he finds the word for this feeling. Peace, that's what this is.
"Oh." he smiles as the truth comes to him in a moment of lovely clarity. Soon after the world becomes bleary, like looking through a glass full of water. "Yes," his tongue is heavy, his eyes are heavy, his entire body is heavy but his soul soars high as a bird. "But you can't tell anyone."
(not even myself, if you should see me again)
"I..." His breathing grows deep and heavy. It seems to be retreating from the truth, denying it by physically withdrawing to the world of dreams. "like..." The next sound that escapes him is a snore, the littlest, politest snore. He almost looks like a child as he sleeps, surrounded by pillows and incense and beautiful women.
If he dreams of one blue eye and one yellow... some secrets are better left in the world of dreams.
- - - - -
I am keeping quiet
E I K
But one day, the forest will talk about me
"Oh." he smiles as the truth comes to him in a moment of lovely clarity. Soon after the world becomes bleary, like looking through a glass full of water. "Yes," his tongue is heavy, his eyes are heavy, his entire body is heavy but his soul soars high as a bird. "But you can't tell anyone."
(not even myself, if you should see me again)
"I..." His breathing grows deep and heavy. It seems to be retreating from the truth, denying it by physically withdrawing to the world of dreams. "like..." The next sound that escapes him is a snore, the littlest, politest snore. He almost looks like a child as he sleeps, surrounded by pillows and incense and beautiful women.
If he dreams of one blue eye and one yellow... some secrets are better left in the world of dreams.
- - - - -
I am keeping quiet
E I K
But one day, the forest will talk about me
@Soleil @
Time makes fools of us all
