small explosions

April 30, 2009

with every sight of yours,
come those little sparks

well, they sound as gentle
as a charming old radio
so intense yet so subtle
like an ascending arpeggio

sometimes those sparks pop
making small explosions inside
already hard enough to stop
and even harder to hide

what are those?
calling it love is a mile too soon
yet haste will bring us apart
floating away like hot air balloon

stay for a while, will you?

i won’t promise or vow
all i do is prove and show
that there’s something more,
something worth waiting for.

written as a devotion
ramda, 30 april 2009

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