Sunday, May 1, 2011

Space & Time

Love for the colours,
love for the sounds.
At the end of exploration,
they become just nouns.

Time as it passes,
life when it flies;
revered by the colours,
the hight of the sky.

At the end of the road,
when pictures turn film;
the verb beats the noun,
to the line as your friend.

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