I want water, you want fire
In the wilderness of dreamless desire
I stretch out my hands to a desolate land
I am lost in a grain of sand
My eyes follow the angles of your face
Where do i belong in it’s tangled embrace
The looking glass looks back at me in wonder
i look through the mask only to see a stranger
I peel off my skin, and enter – Nausher

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s