 | A lonely shadow upon the window The leaves gracefully dancing in a cool evening wind A moth flying to kiss and embrace the golden light A frog croaking looking for his wandering love The sky is dark, no moon but a star falling from the sky The lights flickers giving life to a shadow in the dark A ghost wandering in the garden of dahlias Her expression is cold same as the cold breezy night A confused heart, longing and bleeding One soul still awake watching all these happening But why is the night so still, quite and empty?
written by bluerose 04/05/08 01:00 |  |