Moment

We share this moment of comprehension of music, shh....

No words should be spilt, but kept.

I am reading you by your eyes and the vibration of your heart.

Am I permitted to enter the labyrinth?

Candle is flickering and wine in the glass is dimpling.

You are swinging and image of you like the broken lazurite.

I guess I can't hold you too tight, but you please keep me on your mind.

Then I'm fine though the moment fades, it was truly felt.

2006-09-26 Van