domingo, 16 de septiembre de 2007

SMOKE , Erica Jong


SMOKE

The last time i got stoned
Turning the pages of memory
As if they were a book
I wrote with smoke
In the margins of my life
Knowing that,the future and the past
Are all one
And that the moment NOW is all we ever
Have
Looking for lovers on the blink rims of our
Eyes
Writing with smoke on the ceilings of our
Lives
A paisley curtain that never stop moving
A neon sign that never stop blinking
Mind expanding into eternity
With us or without us
Oh smoke
That we are and were and will become
Let me follow your spirals to the ligth
Leaning my body behind
Leaving my mind

Erica Jongs
(Fuente:CD de Vanessa Daou,Zippless)