segunda-feira, maio 14, 2007

Blurred pictures of the sun

I
They looked so peaceful, just like they were beautiful inside.
Inside they were black and grey and dark though.
When the sun shone over them, it was like the rain wiping off all the darkness.
From that day onwards, they always slept holding hands.

II
See when you think you need something or someone to long for? What’s the use? You’ll still be alone after all.

III
There is no one to hold hands with…

IV
Would you want to hold hands with me while sleeping?

V
I know you’re here.

VI
Here’s me.