Blue-ness

Blue-ness
Olympic 2008

Moodless

Moodless

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Tableau Vivant

A scene made up of silent, motionless actors.
A light wrestle of the breeze could be felt.
He wraps himself over my skin
but with so, I feel cold.
I looked up in the deep sea blue sky.
I dream to dance among the clouds.
He touches me with his gentleness
and whispers into my ears
but with so, I feel empty.
I smiled to him and closed my teary eyes.
He cried with me and dropped his tears on my face.
I realised how much he loves me.
But when I opened my eyes,
he is gone.
He left me to wonder.
He never existed.
He was the wind.
And I was left
alone.

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