Saturday, 28 February 2009

When I’m with you,

I forget everything.
Life,
Death,
Greif,
Silence,
Music,
Hunger,
Heaven,
Hell,
Emptiness,
Anguish.

It came,
A wordless winter
That choked
The white flesh
Of old memories.

But sleep now,
I see ahead of us
A seamless spring
Sewn with resurrected blossoms
And our cloudless emotion.



I miss you.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This is great poem. I cried.

I miss you so much.

But like you say,

I love you even more.

Thank you

LAn!