Thursday, April 17, 2008
Love Moves in Mysterious Ways...
Mysteries of Love I walked in… Looking the other way Searching for something else My long black hair frolicking in air Dancing in the rhythm of my lonely hymn Gin tonic calming my amniotic fluids Pacifying my taut uneven nerves My first time to cross the bridge Of a nameless wilds I was a wildflower emerging On the shadowy surface Of the greatness of uncertainties Like a rolling stone on unending fall A fugitive without objectives I walked in like an infant child Bare-naked on the surface of...
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