another poem |
I can't explain the feeling
When i'm leaping through the air
the world down below me
And i have not a care
Just dance and dance
All day and all night
My shoes with wings
They put me inot fligh...
Posted by on Tue, 09 Aug 2005 15:56:00 GMT |
the best poem |
Under the harvest moon,
when the soft silver
Drips shimmering
overgarden nights
Death, the gray mocker,
comes and whispers to you
As a beautiful friend
who remembers
Under the summer roses
Wh...
Posted by on Thu, 04 Aug 2005 18:10:00 GMT |
