Wednesday, February 14, 2007

and but love


And love

Before sunrise

Before a autuminal day

Before fall sourcherrys

There I fell in love

Alone like a lost dew in the forest

Sun? rain? Beachcomber?

Herself?

She herself did not know

Springs came and went

One thousand suns rose and down

But she still did not know I loved her

There was not any wind that my message send to her

Upshot I her center hundred doubt free denial

No comments:

Post a Comment

my favorite pictures

    Share/Save/Bookmark
    Subscribe