Smilies drenched by the morning’s dew
Held by violin cords and rainbow birds.
The time seems motionless
Hypnotized by the glow in our eyes.
Rust leafs fall on the stray path;
I see you walking away slowly
Whistling a forgotten song.
I retreat into my rusty shell
Rusted by the long past rains
And while fighting the storm
I’m waiting for you, dreaming –
A wild horse dancing in the wind…
Holding my hand you tell me stories
Easily delineating smiles on my face
And we are walking on the same path –
Overlaid with snowflakes…
Sometimes happiness is like an ice rink…
How beautiful it is to fall and then get up!
When we escape, we are not running from angst
But because we haven’t found someone to hold our hand…