Sunday, July 18, 2004

I guess nobody would understand the way I love...

Saturday, July 10, 2004

Somebody...



FAR HORIZON



I bend to pick up a shell on the sand
The wave crawls forth into my hand
Like your caress, I miss it, much.

My feet sink into the wet sand of woes
The pebbles sift in between my toes
Like your fingers, i miss them, much.

I lay myself on a rock by the shore
Smiling to myself, thinking of before
Of your face, I miss it, much.

My eyes wander far out into the horizon
I try to search the world for a reason
For you to come back, for I miss you, much.

But all I see are waters and skies
The flame and freeze to my teary eyes
That long for you, missing you, much.

Maybe you are the sky, and I, the sea
Though we seem as close as we can be,
Really far apart are we, much.