Sunday, March 16, 2008

The lukewarm

I'm ok with hot,

Burns the lips as it does,

But leaves the touch of a winter sun

I'm ok with cold

As it was meant to be such

Alive with the anticipation of the warmth...

I have a problem with the injury less fall

Neither hot, not cold ~

The lukewarm of it all.

"Earth wind and rain and fire,
Wealth power love desire,
One goal to live for before we die,
One taste of glory,
One mouthful of sky..."