Digged Out Spaces.
Another day passes by, gloomy. Nothing to do, nothing to see. Normality takes place at its own pace. Shadows dancing, objects moving, sky rising, dawn falling. Our eyes when meet, connect. Thoughts teleport. The thoughts mean so much but the person cant comprehend and dive in well into teleported thoughts f or th o se eyes so beautiful. In the fields of love, emotions play. A story told, but complicated and twisted. Explained in many ways, unsaid by others. Come help us from this misery of confusion we deal in, come save us from drowning into these vulnerable naked eyes I gaze into, zooming and dashing between thoughts and mesmiration. Trying to understand what they try translating. Failed. - ThinkerInkedOut