Friday, October 28, 2005

Words

All of a sudden
their colors turn

then one by one
they drift away,

until all that's
left is a deep

silence above
a golden floor.


The wait begins
for sounds to scrap

sweet nothings to
an empty sky.

1 Comments:

At 6:04 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Glad you're back.

 

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