i sit in stony silence
wondering what he's thinking
while a wild train of thoughts
rumble silently through my head
its all quiet now
and the world sleeps in blissful content
while i lie awake in echoing emptiness
and i wonder all the time
whatever you're thinking of
somewhere far from where i am
my mind wanders through
vast skylands of lowlands
bright skylines of old cities
passing ships of gold
the tracks never seem near to you
wherever my footprints go
yours vanish into the plains
the constant wind sweeping up your path
so i stop
and look around me
i am lost
with no one to follow
with no where to go
i feel the hollowness now
Thursday, March 5, 2009
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