Joemke

Break through this silence I sit here waiting for you Let's begin anew

i. every sound excites a burst of color; an exploding firework, dancing and twirling. ii. your voice tastes of mangoes; sticky and sweet, caressing my senses. your flavor is personal. iii. the letters all become a different personality. "T" is crabby and "I" worries. "J" is strong and mighty. iv. closer and farther away; each number becomes its own plane and point in space; perfect details. v. all the numbers form lines becoming an army of curvy rows, swirling round and round. a perfect pattern. vi. letters take on colors, each and every one a different hue, a different shade, forming rainbo