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Friday, July 9, 2010

all that I can do

going to you every day... image of bright, gray eyes still abstracts my way.. making excuses to be there.. if only I could stay.. a bright..gray..light that appears in the night..
  • an ignis.. of my life as it seems to go into your eyes.. .............when your eyes meet mine a forgotten interesting way of me to know.. ............to know when it's time for me to go.. ............seeing a very clear sign... forever.. .............show me a way.. .............look at this place where I'm standing.. .............that's where I want to stay.. Forever is such a short time.. when looking at you. .. . looking at your eyes.. what can I do.. look at this for an explication of a beautiful view.. ............is what I see.. see in you..when I get there.. that is what I do.. ............i do............ to the way it ignites the path... one of a very few... I travel into... a wavering line of this image that is there.. reminding me of you... of the beautiful color of your eyes .. .. again igniting things.. .............in this path I have taken.. taken to reach ....
reach ...

............those eyes i keep in my view. ............turn easterly to your right.. ............allow me to view the greenish..

blue...

............blue..green..beautiful.. ............beautiful...as is you. ............in an instant like a life time ..give me an instant that is longer then forever.... so that I can have with you... ............an instant of forever..... As you inter a positive interlude with those that are close to you.. Close in distance.. .............In distance as I'm to you. .............for that's all that I can really do.. a series of thoughts, indulging in emotions forbidden to my view... shadows of reverie..in a dream like inaction.. ..............for that's all that I can really do