Fascination with what?

Life? Nature? Mountain hiking? Poetry? Bands with catchy weird names? Yellow? Quirky movies? Memories? Gipsy music? Yoga? Oxymorons? Many of our fascinations are ephemeral, while some are ever-lasting. One thing that for sure won’t change is my fascination with words. That’s why I’m writing this blog.

Monday, September 27, 2010

Poetry: Racket, love.

So we were there
jumping up and down to heavy metal racket
listening to each others' heartbeats
losing control...
raising our hands
setting our hearts free

From the corner of my eye
I captured you
your smile
the way you squint your eyes to good music
oh, how I loved the way you shook your head
to that racket.

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