Review
For
Diamond Dusts (part 1)
by Azereus:
Don't run away . . . wait just a moment
stop and feel the music
run over your skin . . . with light steps
like a butterfly . . tasting the salt of your flesh
then fly with the wings
that you have as you listen .. . .
stop and feel the music
run over your skin . . . with light steps
like a butterfly . . tasting the salt of your flesh
then fly with the wings
that you have as you listen .. . .
fly and don't stop . . .
until you tire
which is never
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i am nothing
not even a breeze . .
or the clinking of rocks
at the bottom of the ocean
i am nothing
not even a scratch
or the trail of a star
that dies in the black sky
not even a breeze . .
or the clinking of rocks
at the bottom of the ocean
i am nothing
not even a scratch
or the trail of a star
that dies in the black sky
i am nothing
not even a wish
or a tufted seed flying away
on the breath of a child
not even a wish
or a tufted seed flying away
on the breath of a child
i am nothing
not even a spark
or a cloud chasing
not even a spark
or a cloud chasing
an angry sun . .
i am nothing
not even a tear
or a floating reflection
on the back of clear waters
i am nothing
not even a wisp . . .
or a dream on the edge
of a long winter's night . . .
i am nothing
in the morning
not a song
not a flower
nothing in the evening
not a feather
not a bird
i am nothing
and
in my dreams
i am nothing more
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