My love,
You can't see,
Nor feel,
Nor realize,
For It's on everything around you.
Like colorful dots in a picture.
Like drops creating clouds.
Like Fogs after rain.
Like Dews on a rose.
When you open your eyes.
I disappear inside your heart,
Before you fall asleep...
I make your dreams come true.
illusion is what makes me fake,
Like being inside a cave.
Reality is what I seek,
Like a butterfly's after a flower.
All beautifully seen, but you can't seek
Without me to feel
and think.
copyright@[x]
inspired by [y]
Note: Reflecting one's love to another who doesn't realize it yet.
Saturday, October 15, 2005
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1 comment:
You've out-done yourself this time!
Very Nice! ;)
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