|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 2:20 am
As dust fades away
on the evening wind
the waves gently pass
underneath the clouds
your warm embrace
lifts itself to the sky
the music plays on
but the feelings
disappear
as the moon goes black
tears on a gravestone
as white roses
proof of an existence
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 5:26 pm
Once again, a simple, sweet and wonderful journey. This time of life. You have a knack for such tales, it seems, Red.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2008 4:41 pm
It noticed it too ^^. I'm glad you liked it
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
