Saturday, 7 July 2012

Daybreak..








Some people say that
Just has the sky turns dark
The first star that appears in the horizon
It's called
Dawn of dusks







The wind blows and blows, blows and blows
Blows in the sky of dusk 
I float and float, float and float
Can't float into your heart
Ask what the wind would say
Would not be able to explain all the pain
Might me as well ask me
How I want to past time


The wind blows and blows, blows and blows
Blows in the slightly cool dream
I chase and chase, chase and chase
Yet I stop motionless at the original point
Why is the wind not gone yet 
Accompanying me quietly waiting for you to pass by
I won't ask again
Because I know now



The temperature of hugs
Only you would understand
Lending to a blessed journey
Only dusk can comprehend
Which direction should I stop?
I use a lifetime
To catch it...











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