January 3rd, 2007
Answers
Would you be a dream to play on a lonely breath of sun;
To see the reminders of amber leaves glistening as you run?
As the ancient man said long ago to his love upon the rocks,
“Cry long my dear to release the lies that bite like a golden fox.”
Turn and twist and tenderly tile the fragments ‘til complete.
One day perhaps you will have your answers kissing at your feet.
anirudh says:
nice
January 3rd, 2007 at 07:02 pm
Kunal Goel says:
loved it!
January 3rd, 2007 at 09:22 pm
Neha says:
won’t we all be waiting restlessly for that day…? beautiful…
January 4th, 2007 at 09:39 am