joi, 1 octombrie 2009

Truli, Truli, dear...


Press your hand against my chest!

Feel my heart beat?

Sometimes I think

It’s me inside

Trying to get out

Into the light…

I’m breaking fists against my "walls"

But no one hears me beat…

3 comentarii:

joaquin carvel spunea...

i love this one. apart, no one can hear - until skin presses skin - and fingertips feel what ears miss. beautiful words, and beautiful photo.

joaquin carvel spunea...

sorry - not photo, illustration....

Silly Girl spunea...

I was just going to correct u :P