Saturday, 19 March 2011

When the leaves have fallen
And the trees are asleep
When the snow reflects
The sun
And the Winter Moon keeps
The city illuminated and iridescent in her pearly gaze
I’ll treasure the sight of your breath
Escaping you lips
A delicate mist
And forever repeat the words that you uttered
Those silent dandelion puffs on the breeze of my memory
When the stars are extinguished
And the horizon is no more
My love for you will remain unpolished