"We think that a line is straight and a circle is round, but if we will unravel the lie, we can unravel the secret. Words are figurative."

January 07, 2011

As I Lie

As I lie on our lonely nest
Under the folding silver skies
Of the fiery night
I cry
And the brightest stars
Descended to sorrow and darkness
As I watch your face
Which from my memories
Fades away

When will time fade away
So your memories will stay?

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