Levity, Humbled.
Text Reads:
“Levity, Humbled, and standing in the dampness of riches.
The light was bright, I could only see your outlines, the sway of your hips.
Your vulnerability becoming slowly eaten by the outdoor lights.
I couldn’t move, nor did I move move my eyes off this disappearance.
Fearing the sight of iton a raft slowly turning to horizon.
Water calm and setting sun.
A wonderful lyric but lost in a stroke of crying.
A stop to smell these roses.”
-nick waraksa
© 2006
