Promises fall in line with a chance to forecast the future as the planets roll into each other's orbits. Clashing with seconds to spare from actual collision, walking a fine tripwire of desire. Looking down into the unknown, seeing only the unending visions of brightness.
Hearts open to the cause and questions spread out into the open, waiting for one answer and one answer only. The only answer that matters and it's the answer which follows a question of varied style, but of a singular substance.
Planning starts with a full motion beat as the ground gives way from the feet. Falling harder and harder, looking down into the endless visions of light and right.
Saturday, 31 March 2007
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