fantasy...
Jan. 24th, 2002 02:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kuangningThe notes are falling like crystal splinters, each one separate, each sparkling, cutting sweetly... and I, I am dreaming a waterfall of images, a thousand views of you, a myriad of cherished moments. I am dancing hope, I am upheld by the surface tension of my own teardrops... I am drowning in the bittersweetness of my most treasured dreams.
...Time. There will never be time, there will always be time... time has slipped away and has returned and is gone and is not yet come. In the circle of the melody I am wrapping around me, this woven comfort of cold notes, I am twirling, giddily, dizzied and drunk on times that never were... times that will never be. Bring down the curtain on me, let the lights go down, let me turn and turn and turn again as the music wills...
In the darkness, my heartbeats are my only metronome, and the music is no more, no less, than the thread of my existence.
...Time. There will never be time, there will always be time... time has slipped away and has returned and is gone and is not yet come. In the circle of the melody I am wrapping around me, this woven comfort of cold notes, I am twirling, giddily, dizzied and drunk on times that never were... times that will never be. Bring down the curtain on me, let the lights go down, let me turn and turn and turn again as the music wills...
In the darkness, my heartbeats are my only metronome, and the music is no more, no less, than the thread of my existence.
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Date: 2002-01-24 02:47 pm (UTC)