High art

I've heard of art mimicking real life but it seems lately, for me, life is finding high art moments.

Shivers

To quote another, "my ears are having sex right now" 

Flattery

Today, someone said I had je ne sais quoi

All I can say is, merci beaucoup!

Train of Thoughts

The train I tried to disembark then,

It takes me now to places of Zen

A broken window longs for its sound

The memory’s lost cause now is found

My mind races ironclad tracks

Dancing a line of fantasy, fact

On edge of reason and rainy rushes

Our mystical year fell on beauty touches

We gently welcomed golden-rose daybreak

Deeply absorbing every electric mistake

Incessant chatter to morning birds sing

Oh but the light saw your ring

Even in the dawn’s metallic blue

ties could never lead me to you

parting journey somewhere unknown

My mind recalls your voice by phone

And as my train now turns to sleep

I see you gave me nothing to keep