Friction
Our eyes met
our shoulders brushed
sparks flew and we knew
there was something
that was to be had
happening here
GOD
had opened a door that
I once thought sealed
Now here you are,
and I am unsure ~
K
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Friction | 0 | 09/07/2009 |
| My LORD's Friendship | 3 | 11/13/2008 |
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