Monday, March 30, 2009

You

For you


You are end of one road
And the beginning of another
The thought that sails on my sigh
The dream that weaves while I sleep

An extension of my desire
The root of my soaring height
You are my farthest distance
and the shortest route

You wash my world anew
cold winter mornings
Fog & Dew

3 comments:

kau kau goes the crow said...

i just simply love ur poetry..this form of expression is made for u

SA said...

:) thnx

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