Monday, January 18, 2010

Neverending breeze of the starless night blows passed my face
With my cuppa, a yearn, a wonder.
An oh so familiar spiritual warmth that seem threaten of leaving
When I know I know, that I always cling so dearly, that I hold.
With reminisce so strong, that I worry it'll place a regret
In a future that might be paved in fame and glory.
Of which, a place in my heart, holds for simple living.
Where passion and love resides

posted @ 1/18/2010 10:55:00 PM


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