Wednesday, 29 August 2012


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.