Thursday, March 17, 2005

Lately I...

Before beginning I'd like to stress this is a work in progress, this means I ain't done yet... so don't be expecting much... (un chin de negrismo pal ManuelJe ahi) Not a poem, just thoughts...

I find myself absent;
trying to think where you are, where you went, and why.
Maybe it's not you I need, maybe it's just that thought of someone.
That hand in my hand, that head on my shoulder, that hair in my face. Someone to lie down with, someone to be silent with.

I miss the most when my mind is adrift,
lost in whatnot, deciphiring that which is not there.

Where am I, where did i go, ... why?

So many questions dance about my mind,
yet no answers come.

No, ...
Not someone,
You*...
your hand, your head, your hair,
your company, and more...
your silence.



*oh yeah... this is about no one in particular, before you start asking...



5 comments:

iliana... said...

*sigh*.. I love this. Specially the someone to be silent with, eso e lo mejor, pk there's nothing as good as comfortable silences, en los que no se tiene la necesidad de llenar un vacio con palabras, pk no hay un vacio..
Finish it, Finish it!!
So... who's you?? :p (im kidding)

Gabriela said...

I know... The best feeling in the world is not having uncomfortable silences!! Loved it too!

Anonymous said...

*silencio* * risas * * y este silencio??*...thats a good silence.

Anonymous said...

how long the road will be without you
my goodbye to your love, your tobacco, your wine, who without pity took half of me,when takin u..?

::over-whelmed:: said...

damn.. now u got all nostalgic.. and shit..