Sunday 29 June 2008

Two birds


There is a beauty

In your words

That I can’t deny

There is a spirit I love to drink

Day and night

There is a mystery I wish to follow too

And there is a story we create both

So merrily

Floating here

Among the pages of our own

Realities

We live

We are nothing but birds

Searching wild but cosy nests

Among the trees

Of our dreams

Smiling

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