Monday, April 08, 2013

April Challenge - Day 8 - Waiting

Stone is cold but my place is warm
I am lost to the world
I breathe images of you
From the reflections
Of cloudy skies into the water
Angry wind likes it not
To make it disappear
As soon as they get 
I shall wait here till eternity
Or till
A crazy fish will jump off the stream
And glide over my skin
To wash away the memories
Of you

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