Wednesday, 1 February 2012

I was chasing shadows

I was chasing shadows in the shape of your kisses.
I was chasing shadows in the shape of your kisses.
I was chasing shadows in the shape of your kisses.


I chased the shadows until they led to your kiss. 
But now, not even the shadows appear to exist.

Tearing up

I'm tearing up, across the page.
I can see you see it, across my face.
I'm tearing up, through this age.
You know you can see me, see my cage.

I'm tearing up, across the page.
We all can see it, upon your face.
I'm tearing up, out the cage.
You're in here with me, in my age.