PASSING FOR NORMAL

He wrote for me...

Stranger who are you?

Your shadow passed me and I sat still
You passed me and I was quiet still
You looked, I looked away
You whispered, I ran away
You called me, I turned my face
You cried, I froze, I stopped
I listened, I suffered, I learned, I lived…

I thank you stranger
How many men wished they saw your silhouette,
Or your distilled lazy rays.
You are a song,
To be sung in a lifetime,
Am I one day to perform?
Weaved by the stars and carved by the rivers,
You live in my nights naked like the sun
And like a storm you revive the ashes of my days
You my original sin
For you I abandoned my truth.
Ready to sail in your waters to the unknown
Like all the prophets, let us err into your world…
I travel in your eyes, but where?
Two boats that shear the fog
To the far away lands
Are we reaching the passion shore?
Where I float with your embrace
Where I pray with the rosemary of your youth
Where I spread my skin in your sand…

My angel wrote for me...