Tell me, if I catch you one day
and I kiss your feet,
not so you limp a little then,
to fear do not crush my kiss?

I left you a sign:

Look on the bark of trees just blossomed.

Trace of  the hot  step on  the frozen sand.

Hand on smoky sky.

Fragrance in the cold breeze.

Shadow in the red night.

Flavor on the cup of tea.

 Pause between “I am” and “miss. “

… so you do not lose me.

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Comments (6)
  • vietnam on Jun 1, 2011

    nice one

  • Sebastian Onciu on Jun 1, 2011

    Simply beautiful!

  • Cyni1106 on Jun 1, 2011

    That was very pretty, nice read.

  • mona rastogi on Jun 5, 2011

    good share

  • neopisiva on Aug 14, 2011

    Another great work…words are sometimes too excessive to describe how your poems are good.

  • beingwell on Aug 15, 2011

    Very nice.

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