Blkrubbersoul
06-08-2008, 06:40 PM
I opened my eyes,
but then I was kissing you
With eyes wide shut.
It was perfection
on its purest form.
But your lips were losing touch,
and I didn’t feel the taste
of your saliva no more.
Was I really walking
backwards to faultlessness?
Were you floating away
like an illusionary pet?
As I was staring to get
the panoramic view
of this worst case scenario,
I saw you were wearing
a white dress with green
circles. It was awful.
But in you, it’s flawless.
But what I couldn’t get…
Why were you motionless?
Why did you stand there?
You could have run back
to me, but you didn’t react.
Your perfection turned to
lifelessness; senselessness.
I was so focused on you
that I didn’t get to notice
the beach at my right;
some seagulls flying around us,
and some resting in the sand.
All this tranquillity didn’t fit
the stage-setting of awkwardness
on this peculiar moment of ours.
You were turning into a black
silhouette; a shadow.
I couldn’t see your awful dress
no more. I couldn’t even look
into your shallow eyes.
Not even could I tell
if I was running in slow motion,
or walking at regular speed.
I was tasteless.
I couldn’t feel the greyed-grained
path I was moving on.
All I got to see was your stilt
image fading away with the distance,
until being left with the nothingness.
While flashbacking random moments,
I felt a ray of light perforating my torso
and my soul being sucked.
I was asleep, once again…
but then I was kissing you
With eyes wide shut.
It was perfection
on its purest form.
But your lips were losing touch,
and I didn’t feel the taste
of your saliva no more.
Was I really walking
backwards to faultlessness?
Were you floating away
like an illusionary pet?
As I was staring to get
the panoramic view
of this worst case scenario,
I saw you were wearing
a white dress with green
circles. It was awful.
But in you, it’s flawless.
But what I couldn’t get…
Why were you motionless?
Why did you stand there?
You could have run back
to me, but you didn’t react.
Your perfection turned to
lifelessness; senselessness.
I was so focused on you
that I didn’t get to notice
the beach at my right;
some seagulls flying around us,
and some resting in the sand.
All this tranquillity didn’t fit
the stage-setting of awkwardness
on this peculiar moment of ours.
You were turning into a black
silhouette; a shadow.
I couldn’t see your awful dress
no more. I couldn’t even look
into your shallow eyes.
Not even could I tell
if I was running in slow motion,
or walking at regular speed.
I was tasteless.
I couldn’t feel the greyed-grained
path I was moving on.
All I got to see was your stilt
image fading away with the distance,
until being left with the nothingness.
While flashbacking random moments,
I felt a ray of light perforating my torso
and my soul being sucked.
I was asleep, once again…