Thursday, December 18, 2008

Aashim - coming of age and comeuppance

You and me

A beginning
fast,
and unknown.

My eyes
shaded
I loathe
this
magical tree.

This spectacle
in
arid skies.

I lost
You.
I lost
You and me.

Hovering,
this craft
waits;
for glimpses
of hope.

Time perfects
this wander
Around you.
With you.
You drift,
I wallow.
Eyes prying.
you hide
while
i fly.
But still
I miss.
You and me.

just Us.

Fumbling and faltering
I reach
for that shade
I first fell under.

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