Saturday, April 20, 2013

Old Poem !


"Untitled"
"Deepest brown your eyes
crystal clear they see right through
the window of my mind, revealing everything I do.
The color of your love, my favorite shade this deepest hue..
It haunts me in the day,
and lingers in the night time too.
Porceline your frame, fragile like the faintest thing,
once again I dream 
of you the angel, without wings.
You found me in the night
as I found you silently..
standing on your cloud, heart in hand for all to see.
You were a wingless angel, leaving me with just a trace
and flew away so soon, glitter left upon my face. . ."