i just wrote a post
how come i live in paradise?
or
the white roses are blooming
or was it
i walk with you, only you
i wrote like a dream
and maybe it did give too much information
from the deepest folds in my heart

but my day was so good, so very good
like living in a dream
of hot sun, soft breezes, exquisite flowers and all sort of birds
and dreaming of him
that did it
and to have that post disappear
woke me up with a start
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2 comments:
What a beautiful poem!
thanks zee, i guess sometimes life is poetry.
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