as soon as she walked out
you came with all the colours
of an undiscovered painter
in an expected path that I took
you placed a new road with
no destination for me
this canvas you lay
has nothing but beauty
and with everything I have
you drew everything
I ever dreamed of
where do I wait for you then?
in time you'd drop your brush
and leave me to find one
to resume your masterpiece
what else can I place?
even with everything I have..
there is just no more space
-nasrulekram-
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
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