Architecture

I laid brick and mortar

Building with you

But there came a point

When I no longer yearned to build

And I knew

The higher up we went

The harder it would be for me to fall

Reviews

[Wórdsmíth]

one of my fav. poesy. here the architect of love is heart, and the architecture be its beats, i call, life. so the higher -- the longer -- we go -- we move -- we walk, the tougher it's gonna be to look back -- to move back -- stepping back in a fear of falling down... and never getting back up on the ground... cos love is itself a architecture of life... and we -- the builder of its destiny. a very honest poesy you write down. you not just write but speak the heart in words. and i like it!