Tuesday, September 23, 2008

HISTORY OF US.

TWO PAIRS TO THE SET, ONE IS EATEN .... ONE NOT YET.
RELATIONSHIPS BURN BRIGHTLY AT FIRST, SO BRIGHTLY THAT WHEN IT ENDED THEIRS IN ANOTHER DIMENSION BEGAN.
SOME WHERE IN TIME AND ONLY AN ECHO AWAY THEY DID FLEE THE BIG BREAK. TWO ECHOS OF SOULS STILL MADLY IN LOVE , DETERMINED TO CONSERVE AND PROTECT A LOVE THEY CAN NEVER AND DON'T WANT TO FORGET.
THEY SENSED THE IMPENDING PARTING OF WAYS AND DEVISED TO EXTRACT A FRACTION OF THEMSELVES AND TRAVEL TO A PARALLEL DIMENSION ESCAPE.
IN THIS NEW UNIVERSE THEY LIVE ON, THEY DO IN HAPPY EMBRACE.

THE OTHERS TRY MADLY TO RUN FROM AND UNDERSTAND WHY LOCKED IN PROXIMITY IS AN UNAVOIDABLE FATE.
FOREVER FEELING THE AFFECTS OF WHAT IS HAPPENING AND BEING EXPERIENCED BY THE RESONANCE OF THEMSELVES IN THAT ETHEREAL PLACE.
LOVE IS IN ITSELF A DRUG AND ONE FORM OPENED A DOORWAY TO OTHER WORLDS , A PLACE WHERE THE GREAT LOVES OF THE WORLD GO WHEN THE PASSION THREATENS TO DIE.
LOVERS IN OUR WORLD THINK IT JUST A COOLING OF THE FIRE AND THE ULTIMATE PARTING OF WAYS.

FOR SOME IT IS MERELY THE EFFECT OF LOVES ECHO PARTING FROM THEM WHEN MORTAL COIL THREATENS IT'S CALL, ABANDONING THIS WORLDS LOST REVERENCE OF LOVE ON LONG HAUL.
LISTEN VERY CAREFULLY YOU MIGHT HEAR THEM THROUGH WALLS, YOUR PAST LOVES ARE TALKING AND HAVING IT ALL... AND IF YOU LOOK INTO THEIR WINDOW YOU MAY DISCOVER THE DOOR.
IT WILL HAPPEN WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT IT, WHEN TIME BEGINS ITS FOLD... . AND WHEN IT DOES YOU WILL FEEL WHAT THEY FEEL AND FOR A TIME YOU WILL SENSE IT ONCE MORE. STRONGER AT FIRST, BUT THEN AS TIME IT BEGINS ITS SLIP, EACH DAY THEY MOVE IT FURTHER AWAY UNTIL YOU'VE LOST ALL OF IT'S GRIP.
ALWAYS ONE STEP AHEAD OF YOUR GAME, YOUR SIMILAR'S FAST THEY WILL RUN. RUNNING TILL JUST OUT OF YOUR REACH, AND YOUR LACK HAS NO EFFECT AT ALL.
FOR NOTHING YOU DO CAN HURT THEM NOW, IN THE LOVE FILLED SANCTUM OF KRAH.
SO MUCH CLOSER THAN YOU THINK IT IS, YET FURTHER THAN THE STARS.
SO REMEMBER BE CAREFUL WHEN TAKING THE FALL , BEWARE OF THE PURR PILL IT OPENS A DOOR.
IF LOVES WHAT YOUR FEELING BE SURE THAT IT'S TRUE, FOR IT'S YOU THAT'S LEFT YEARNING WHEN YOUR SPLIT IN TWO.
(c) Robyn Whittaker. 2007. (One mystical theory i guess)

No comments: