It's amazing when the imagination comes and the words start pouring through your fingers, like a river that sings on a lazy sunny afternoon. It seems that was yesterday that I sang my sorrows and joys in words... Waiting for the ink to take one away and make the other stay. But it wasn't yesterday. It was on a distant past that seems unreal. But here I am again. Words, feelings... All spinning inside my head. Looking for a breach. Come into my world, make yourself comfortable. Don't think too much, just feel ... My pain, my joy, my delusions and daydreams. All mixed into one. There are no...
It's amazing when the imagination comes and the words start pouring through your fingers, like a river that sings on a lazy sunny afternoon. It seems ...
