Friday, February 16, 2007

Two holes

She kept me carefully
I could feel her join of life.
I touched her soft face
All the eyes were stared me
but two can’t watch me.
I was original, brilliant, spectacular but
I never had spoken.
I unmasked her.
Now you can’t watch me.
I am your beautiful mask.

1 Comments:

Blogger kayser_soze_ said...

Hi Mudy,

What a poetic post! You have very good English and you enjoy writing. It’s evident. I hope that one day I can do it so well.

Bye.

2:25 PM  

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