|© 2011 Amber Clé|
Brute.I was always the barbarianBrute. by the-poets-of-blah
a villain with such force
that my words could shatter pillars
and take humans from their course.
But with you the storm passed over
my mind was tired of being me
so to get over-dramatic
in some way, you set me free.
As long as you will be with me
I'll be careful with my tongue
because I know you can be broken
and for that you are too young.
So I'll walk as if the floor
is made entirely out of glass
and if I don't tread very lightly
I might cut you in the mass
of splinters and sharp pieces
when it all comes to pass.
I'm Amber. I live in the Netherlands, but I don't consider myself to be Dutch. I'm a photographer, sometimes. I love music, books, photography, drawing, colors, laughing, crazy stuff and just life in general.
Feel free to message me with whatever random stuff you wanna say