kyiann Forum Posts (4)

a letter for free

We are the people yo unever forget.
The ones who trace your memories with
linings of happiness and smiles;
silver and gold tapestries.
We frolic in your minds' flames.
Dance delicately on moments' pedals that
open from time to time;
days to years, regretibly.
Sometimes, it's easy to forget
one rose in a field , yet alone
a pedal of just one.
However, we cannot be forgotten.
In some tiny way, we fringe on the border
of your every thought;
your senses.
We appear in the wind.
On the wings of the oceans' scent; we
relive ourselves in frowns and laughter;
hate and love, respectively.
We are the ones in which you hope for...
the people who have found rainbows in your heart,
lining grey in memories of old;
frineds from love, infinitely.

Andrew.

c.

"the clouds are rivers that already kno the sea. That's why, no matter how things change, you will always be a part of me." -- P. coelho

Hiding behind a crush

sorry ...mistyped the first couple words...here...

I wrote for you a song, not knowing much of anything.
Unlike you said, I've seen enough to know a little;
To know familiar...to want someone.

I wrote for you these words, with hope you would listen.
It's not very ong till the end; not long at all;
To know the feel...to know that much
In a crush

I wished to keep this short, cause it's late and someone said
thought is a bird of space that in a cage of words may
indeed unfold its wings, but cannot fly.

I wrote for you a song, knowing bits of certain things.
What I give to you, I don't ask for in return
Sometimes it's good to hear something unfamiliar.

When I look at you I get lost inside.
With no prose to hide behind
Just an unfamiliar feeling I wish I knew more about.
The way I wish I knew more about you.
To come out from hiding behind a crush and know familiar.

Andrew.

Hiding behind a crush

I wrote for yo uaong, not knowing much of anything.
Unlike you said, I've seen enough to know a little;
To know familiar...to want someone.

I wrote for yo uthese words, with hope you would listen.
It's not very ong till the end; not long at all;
To know the feel...to know that much
In a crush

I wished to keep this short, cause it's late and someone said
thought is a bird of space that in a cage of words may
indeed unfold its wings, but cannot fly.

I wrote for you a song, knowing bits of certain things.
What I give to you, I don't ask for in return
Sometimes it's good to hear something unfamiliar.

When I look at you I get lost inside.
With no prose to hide behind
Just an unfamiliar feeling I wish I knew more about.
The way I wish I knew more about you.
To come out from hiding behind a crush and know familiar.

Andrew.

RE: Comfort foods - what's your fav?

a thick juicy steak with mushrooms and BBQ sauce...