monuments (Remove filter)
World's end
Suffocating under the rhythm of your heart beat
Like drowning beneath a sea of thumping marbles.
You are the ball pit, the sand pit, without end – falling!
But who can ever stand when they are - head – over – heels – for someone –
Yes!
And you pulled me in like a rip tide, a whirl wind, a sinking pool,
Wrapped me up like pig in blanket with your tangled hair
And the salt of it...
Wednesday 17th August 2016 9:21 pm
Recent Comments
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on You Can't Be Offended By Love
1 hour ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Old Bazzam - The Gallu-Gallu Ghost
1 hour ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Mutation
1 hour ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Ristaurante di Cassandra
1 hour ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Dreadnought [song version]
1 hour ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Memories Of You
1 hour ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Wealth in the Everyday!
1 hour ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Weekly WalkaboutsVerse, E.G., Poem 197 of 230: HISTORIC HEXHAM - AUTUMN 2002
1 hour ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Just Say No!
1 hour ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Pick Up Your Scooby Doo!
1 hour ago