Friday, December 29, 2006

a place in history

Originally uploaded by papi337.

Carry my words
sweet as songbirds
To the ears of someone far.

Right this day
with time's fair play
And a love no purer than ours.

Knowing so well
Paris in pastels
To feel the season's turn cold.

I will always know
there are places I can't go
As the memory begins to lose hold.

1 comment:

Yusuf Abdulla Shunan said...

Hi, from the sunny side of life...

Your words do knock but you have to do better than this to entice me?

A stranger not so strange...