little drums and big drums and other drums, small bells <br />and the heels, echo and shades of an early infatuations <br />sadness, little of sorrow, profits other, losses <br />like no one's, and our - my <br /> <br />it isn't entertaining me eternal walk to the destination <br />still is only leading us with one road <br />fate of the ones, which alone cannot hit <br />into the topic - amongst many, little of the ones - what can <br /> <br />for you bizarre words are twisting the tongue <br />and the slogan catchpenny is in the price good <br />every body language is heightening the excitement <br />the mirage and the magic with strategy from dreams <br /> <br />today quickly I am escaping you won't catch up with me <br />because at least I am following and with walk slowly <br />so I am going athwart, spreading my own breath <br />in order to for me it was enough, to the end of the road <br /> <br />with walk across and in moderation <br />as carried with wind I am slowly escaping <br />I am measuring my powers, <br />in order on face not fall down.<br /><br />Maria Barbara Korynt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/with-walk-across/
