Monday, January 22, 2007

the music play

white droplets on my window shield
can't be noticed on surrounding field
bitter cold dancing with the wind
ears,fingers and toes shrink in pain

naked branches reach up high
desiring kiss from mighty sky
buds are visible and too early
endangered by a drop in degree

but i'm enjoying the music play
i let my dream ride wherever be
there's always a space beside me
waiting for you; my dear lady

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