She spoke to me
Not a word said
Yet her silence whispered secrets
only a true mate to my soul could know
As I contemplated her silence
She seemed to blur
I saw her speaking to another
Or was it a reflection in her mirror?
Was it me?
I stayed wondering,
Eternity only, for company
Love the new look, very fitting!
Floating listlessly across the sky,
In her mind, there was no when, how or why,
The flutter, the water in the pink lotus did reflect,
Quietly she wondered – ‘Am I the bee, or the flower beneath?’
@ Perspectivinc: 🙂 Thank you!
@ Brad: Errm. As always the A.E.’s comment steals the thunder away from the post.
I shall refrain from doing that in future, and if I am tempted to make a comment, I shall write lame comment-poems. 😛
All I want to tell these people is “ACT FAST”