Wednesday, August 15, 2007

I fly between my painted pages
All through memories....bittersweet
I seek a change , but i dont know
from what to where....
i follow my feelings
i chase the butterfly of my thoughts
i remember i've seen this in my life before
i remember myself in this memory i recall
time after time
it will vanish into days
as my life seems to fade away...

* another thought that came out of nothing...i wonder wht am i talking abt?!*


david santos said...

I passed to congratulate it with its work and to desire a good August to it in vacation.

SunShine said...