December 1, 2010

Missing you, Angel

She came,
She smiled
I just saw her smiling.
I just saw her hair,
Prevented by a mere clip
From bringing upon an evening.

Her smile,
A Flamboyant spring on course
Washing away all lies
Her hair,
The dark dense blanket of cloud
Over my face and eyes.

I miss her,
I know she would miss me too
One thing that we both could not say
Will be said once, if true…


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