All I have is words-
Flying like birds,
Spoken to the wind;
Murmured again and again,
Brushed passed in a river,
Flowing away forever;
Receding through the sea;
Whipped away and flying
free!
Dissipating like mist...
The memory of a kiss...
All I have is words,
But if you want them,
they're yours.
*steals Skyril's poem*
ReplyDeleteI LOVE this!
It's amazing and simple and ugh! Just so sweet!