24.10.12

High Romance

An endless talk of love,
no real passion.
And under these sad lights,
fever runs high tonight.

Turn around bright eyes.

2 comments:

RooPlusTwo said...

love and light behave similarly: when observed they seem solid and measurable; when existing unobserved they flow like waves through the universe.

-me

<3

Benjamin said...

Beautiful analogy.
Thank you.