Thursday, 21 February 2008

stolen silver

silver words are a talent for a pseudo-poet who can weave words of wonder and open up souls by knowing what hungry hearts want to hear so that they can be warmed up and made to feel special. But over time the silver words slowly stop shining.

"you never get to the bottom of anything with you" how right she was.

it is all surface and shine, smoke and mirrors. if you push too hard then it all falls in, it implodes and passion alone cannot conceal the sham. he fooled them all and so often but you saw through it, right through to the thief inside. the thief will always steal you see. the thief will steal something from everyone, a kiss, a line, a movement, a night or the eternity of a heart.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

love it :)