The Vodlektilum Enco‹rg
I heard your eyesight whisper in the willows like a fondness I have never known.
Once I feel alive enough to be with you that is when our sun will explode.
Night time is not the friend of forever but a foe unknown.
No matter what time we come together our sun will explode.
With a crunch through the traffic holds a newness of life.
I’m fading and frantic all along feeding the lies.
A rumble covered hair piece and a turn of the wrist.
They came in swinging. I left in a mist.
Until tomorrow is today, yesterday, and everything before don’t reach down inside there is nothing more.
The term Vodlektilum Enco‹rg means all time together existing at once. Part of an article from Piemerican Magazine #4