wishful thinking

poetry, written wizardry. poetry, sonds good to me.

poetry smiles, despite people's miseries.

poetry cries, when people close their eyes to the inner beauty.

the writer dies, with every lie he writes.

but lives eternally, between the broken lines.

lives eternally, between the tears in one's eyes.

poetry, sweet, sultry, poetry.

your are the vagueness of beauty.

you are as beautiful as poetry.

posted by lemarc  # 9:38 AM