Tuesday 2 April 2013

Absences

Black,white,red and blue,
Comfy sandals instead of shoe,
It reminds me of you,
Always in out of the blue,
When I missed,your face I drew,
I felt free when I think of you
Like a dove,up in the sky who flew
Flew away with a sacred hue
Thickets and bushes rise and grew
So do I,care and love only for you
No lies, no doubt and its true
Here I am standing,yes I do,
I'm all black and white to you
Hoping you'll never find a new.





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