Posts Tagged: Mystery
October
You come to me, your Jesus, With legs spread, begging. Sitting there, nude, as an Unravelled mystery. But, I am your shackles. Holding You down, stroking your Conscience. Your thoughts Drip onto my tongue. You Cry out that you cannot
October
You come to me, your Jesus, With legs spread, begging. Sitting there, nude, as an Unravelled mystery. But, I am your shackles. Holding You down, stroking your Conscience. Your thoughts Drip onto my tongue. You Cry out that you cannot
Dark side of heaven
I am like a blind man Describing the world Its beauty, and its darkness The turbid life, under calm waters From behind closed eyes My colors are the colors of a painter Swirling all together But my blacks, are those
Dark side of heaven
I am like a blind man Describing the world Its beauty, and its darkness The turbid life, under calm waters From behind closed eyes My colors are the colors of a painter Swirling all together But my blacks, are those
LITTLE TALKS 