I sing of the beaty of the wonderland
Of roaring rivers cascading down the land
I sing of the joy in the heart
When one finds her Romeo or his Juliet
Suddenly the shimmering rays of the sun are friendlier
The enchanting moon brighter
The whipping winds; more embracing
As one gets sheltered in arm loving
I dream of the one day I will be complete
The mishaps of the past becoming obsole
And surrendering my heart totally
To the stranger who will be my lifelong ally
And suddenly a cold hand caresses my face
Am startled from my deep slumber
He's here, I can feel it
My eyes open and register the silhoutte in the moonlight
I reach out with every fibre of my being...
And just as suddenly the figure melts into the night
Am left with the feint whistle in the wind...
But I know he will be back
The stranger with the cold caress
The silhoutte that left me yearning
I know he will be back
But until then, I'll be waiting.....
Thursday, November 22, 2007
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5 comments:
First! Ok lemme go and actually read the post.
aawwwwwwwww golly gosh, that's just lovely!!
i feel you on that one..kinda lol..well the part about him never going away.. hmmm lemmie stop there.
@tweety
take all the time u need..
@betty
he's never really there, is he? it is just a dream, or does he really exist..i mean the perfect guy..
never ever, ever, wait or look for the perfect man, you'll never find him. jeez, can't say what a guy should be like coz i'm on the wrong side of the fence...
all the best waiting, atakuja...just don't sweat it out. he'll come, eventually.
nice one. I think the perfect guy does exist.Not perfect as in never does wrong, but God makes a perfect guy/girl for each one of us. by the way you can spill your heart out all you want :)
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