boomp3.comII. SILENTUIMIt's a slowing of time, of distance dissolving____I thought it's a love song?That's what I said.____and a merging of memories into man?and two violins into souls speaking____(no words needed(obviously)____And the melody climbs in thirds.(since falling in love is like climbing a cloud)____falling?look around you, we're already floating____(and my body is a hand holding a string,____and my soul a kite floating too high to be seen.Olympus?____(or beyond)Paris in Spring?____(or beyond)A yellow couch in a desert?____(sometimes).Someone said it's a cleaning of. clearing of. renewal of.____I thought it's a love song?That's what I said.____And a merging of sorrows into man?and two violins into mountains during an earthquake____(two strings are soo loud)____And each repeat the notes are longer: crotchets now minims(since falling in love is like freezing____(like being a tree?(what could be better?____(of clouds coming apart:____open your mouth,____I can taste the flight of birds,____the ascent of spirits(the arrows of cupids)____ssshhh. it's only whispers now. [the rest whispered]It's a forgiveness of words, a conclusion to history.____I thought it's a love song?That's what I said.____(the formation of future)(a spell cast on infinity)____(a dream heard in the wind)(silence at last)____(I thought it's a love song?)[nod]
that song. i don't have words
i've written this poem three times. i've never got it right. conclusion:there are no words. (the first movement, Ludus, is equally miraculous) (as is just about everything the man composes)
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that song. i don't have words
i've written this poem three times.
i've never got it right.
conclusion:
there are no words.
(the first movement, Ludus, is equally miraculous) (as is just about everything the man composes)
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